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.

Sean slowly swept his hand across the silver needles in

the nine silver needles in one

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“Whew!”

a

time, Sean felt a

numb legs slowly started to feel

as if there a

blockage in his veins from two years in a wheelchair might have been

never have felt this

which had been through a lot of, could not help

it meant a lot to him to get

took a deep breath and began to try

felt the warm

hold of that feeling and

Sean’s right leg wobbled

popped wide. Then

the wheelchair and got higher and

centimeters above the wheelchair, Sean

strength, his

clenched his teeth, put in all his strength, and

his strength was

up his dropping leg. However, as Sean’s palm left, his

Bang! Bang!

fist

pounding, his legs

could not even feel

“Argh!”

retracted his hands

He felt aggrieved.

the past, he was the supreme commander of the army, commanding millions

scattering them in

on a wheelchair to get

could handle such a

spending eight years in the military, Sean still

a long

useless. He still had to find

stasis caused by two years

energy. There must be

legs, and feelings come from the sensory nervous

of insight slowly