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

the hope, the

looking forward to it, he tried to restrain his

one percent chance of success,

as a self–deprecating smile appeared on his lips. Who would have thought that Sean, the commander of a million troops who

that he would end up in River

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

lose their advantages or power over others

it‘s a

I met a woman who‘s worth giving my life to

murmured again, his

did in River City

promise was set in

had once

mountains and rivers will crumble. Without the mountains and rivers, you, Willow, will be my one

so he would do

The night deepened.

might be small, but it had everything

was

whether in terms of size or population,

economic development of this place was not necessarily worse

It could rival them.

began. Some people turned off their lights to rest,

was vivid, and the neon lights

room of

room was lavishly

high–end wooden desk was a muscular man in his 30s. He rested

man had a buzz cut and was dressed rather

did not look like anyone

and the cold expression on his face

River City’s streets saw this person, they would

forces,

hundred people under

this is