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.

things that had happened made him deeply understand

hope, the

to it, he tried to restrain

percent chance of success, he was willing to

his gaze as a self–deprecating smile appeared on his lips. Who would have thought that Sean, the

end up in River City, interacting with people from

would have thought that a medical prodigy who had a silver needle in his hand and could cure all

who lose their advantages or power over others will be belittled

it‘s

a woman who‘s

murmured again,

in River

was

once

rivers will crumble. Without the mountains and rivers, you,

so he would do

The night deepened.

be small, but it had everything

City was

of size or population, could not compare to

of this place was not

It could rival them.

Some people turned off their lights to rest, others got drunk

and the

of River City‘s Soaring

was

his 30s. He rested his elbows on the desk and crossed

man had a buzz cut and was dressed rather

did not look

expression on his face

City’s streets saw this person, they would definitely be extremely respectful

underworld forces, Flint Howard

least several hundred people under him, so

Howard, this