The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 89

“I see.”

Kent saw that Sean did not want to say anymore, so he stopped asking.

“Dinner! Dinner!

“Dad, hurry over and wash your hands. Sean, I’ll get you some water.”

Willow walked to the kitchen door and spoke to Sean and Kent.

“Okay!”

Sean smiled and nodded.

They enjoyed the meal.

A rare coziness slowly spread through the family.

Sean listened most of the time while everyone at the dinner table talked.

Fion and the rest also knew Sean was a man of few words, so they let him be.

With a spoon and a fork in hand, Sean glanced over the three people’s faces.

He suddenly felt emotional.

His heart, which was once fiercely tough, had softened considerably.

There was a time when everything Fion did disgusted him.

However, putting himself in her shoes, who would willingly marry off their daughter to a cripple?

Therefore, Sean’s initial dislike of Fion had dissipated quite a bit.

Sean was willing to protect them as long as they changed.

After dinner.

Willow went back to her room after helping Sean wash up.

Sean took out the silver needles again and applied special needle treatment to the acupoints of both legs.

The needle vibrated as they were inserted precisely.

minutes later, Sean slowly swept his hand

took out the nine

14

“Whew!”

took a

Sean felt a big

legs slowly started

a warm current had flown

his veins from two years in a

would never

been through a lot of, could not

a lot to him to get

a deep breath and began to try to

the warm

in his heart. He immediately grabbed hold of that feeling and

right leg wobbled slowly and

eyes popped wide. Then

slowly left the wheelchair and got higher and

centimeters above the

strength, his right leg

in all

was

dropping leg. However, as Sean’s palm left, his right leg landed heavily

Bang! Bang!

right fist and punched his legs

even with all that hard pounding, his legs

not

“Argh!”

slowly retracted his hands and

He felt aggrieved.

supreme commander

his enemies, scattering them in all

he relied on a wheelchair

handle

in the military, Sean still could not take it

silent for a long time, adjusting his

to find

cleared the blood stasis caused by two years in a

energy. There must be

feel my legs, and feelings come from the sensory nervous

and a glimmer of insight slowly appeared in