The Guardian's Sword

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.

minutes later, Sean slowly swept his hand across the

out the nine silver needles in one

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“Whew!”

a

Sean felt

legs slowly

as if there a warm

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

he would never have felt this

had been through a lot of, could

to him to get on his

took a deep breath and began to try to use his

then, Sean felt the warm current flowing through his

felt a pang in his heart. He immediately grabbed hold

leg wobbled slowly and lifted a

eyes popped wide. Then he

leg slowly left the wheelchair and got

his leg was about 20 centimeters above the wheelchair, Sean felt

the strength, his

his teeth, put in all his

strength was still draining

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

Bang! Bang!

right fist and punched his

that hard pounding,

not even

“Argh!”

retracted his

He felt aggrieved.

the past, he was the supreme commander

his enemies, scattering them in

a wheelchair

one could handle such a

after spending eight years in the military, Sean still could not take

silent for a long time,

He still had to find a way to

stasis caused by two years

I couldn’t muster the energy. There must be

can’t feel my legs, and feelings come from the

of insight slowly appeared in