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.

later, Sean slowly swept his hand across the silver needles in his

nine silver needles in

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“Whew!”

a big

time, Sean felt

numb legs slowly started to feel

if there a warm current had flown through

blockage in his veins from two

never have felt

had been through a lot of,

a lot to

began

the warm current flowing through

a pang in his heart. He immediately grabbed hold of that feeling

right leg wobbled slowly

popped wide. Then

left the wheelchair

centimeters above the wheelchair, Sean

lost the strength, his right leg

in all his strength,

strength was still draining

he instantly reached out to pull up his dropping leg. However, as Sean’s palm left, his

Bang! Bang!

clenched his right fist and punched

pounding, his legs could not feel

not

“Argh!”

his hands and

He felt aggrieved.

past, he was the supreme commander of the

enemies, scattering them in

he relied on a wheelchair to

one could handle such a sharp

in the military, Sean still could not take it

silent for a long

He still had to find a way to

blood stasis caused by

muster the energy. There must be something else

my legs, and feelings come

glimmer of insight slowly appeared in his