The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 166 Bang! Sean slammed his palm on the armrest of the wheelchair.

Even with his calı demeanor, he was extremely excited.

After all, this was a matter of whether he could stand up or not. It was a matter of how he should proceed in the future!

“Are you sure this time?” Sean took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions. During this period, Homer had shown Sean several herbs similar to Lilac Heart Weed.

However, none of them were the correct ones.

“Mr. Lennon, the weed this time is exactly as you described it.

“Furthermore, it‘s a specialty product of the northwest.”

Homer nodded his head and said with absolute certainty.

“Send it to me first.”

Sean paused for two seconds to calm down. “Alright!”

Homer immediately sent Sean a picture.

Sean opened it and slapped his thigh again. This was the herb! Medicinal ingredients that specifically targeted the nerves were extremely rare. If it was added to the few herbs that Sean had concocted, the effects of it would be the greatest. “That‘s it! Where is it now?” Sean grew increasingly excited. “Mr. Lennon, the herb isn‘t with me.

“But I‘ve already booked it. If you have time tomorrow, we can go and get it together.”

Homer also wanted to use this opportunity to get closer to Sean.

“Okay, I‘ll contact you tomorrow.”

Sean nodded and hung up slowly. After a long silence, Sean slowly raised his head to look out the window.

His excitement slowly calmed down,

He was only in his 20s.

However, his mental state was no longer that of a young man.

Although Sean was young, he had experienced a lot over the years.

happened made him deeply understand

hope, the greater

to it, he tried to

if there was only one percent chance of success, he was willing to

that Sean,

would end up in River City, interacting with

a medical prodigy who had a silver needle in his hand and could cure all the illnesses in the

advantages or power over others will

it‘s

a woman who‘s worth giving my life

again, his eyes

did in River City

was

once

rivers will crumble. Without the

it, so he

The night deepened.

be small, but it had everything

was the

of size or population, could

economic development of this place was not necessarily worse

It could rival them.

people turned off their lights to rest, others got drunk

nightlife was vivid, and the neon

top room of River City‘s

room was lavishly

muscular man in his 30s. He rested his elbows on the desk and

cut and was dressed

not look

eyes and the cold expression

streets saw this person, they would definitely be extremely

forces, Flint Howard

under him, so one

this