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.

slowly swept his hand across the

out the nine

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“Whew!”

a big

felt a

numb legs slowly started to

if there a warm current had

from two years in

never have

heart, which had been through a lot of, could not help

a lot to him to

a deep breath and began

Sean felt the warm current flowing through his

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

Sean’s right leg wobbled slowly and lifted a

wide. Then he

leg slowly left the wheelchair and got higher

20 centimeters above the wheelchair, Sean felt it slowly

he lost the strength, his right leg

teeth, put in all his

was still draining away

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

Bang! Bang!

clenched his right fist and punched his

all that hard pounding, his

not even

“Argh!”

retracted his

He felt aggrieved.

he was the supreme commander of the

his enemies, scattering them in

on a wheelchair to

one could handle such

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

was silent for a long time, adjusting

had to find a way to solve the

the blood stasis caused by two years

muster the energy. There must

my legs, and feelings come from the sensory

of insight