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 silver needles

out the nine silver needles in

14

“Whew!”

a

felt a

slowly started to

as if there a warm current had flown

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

he would never have felt this

through a lot of, could not help feeling

it meant a lot to him to get

and began

felt the warm current flowing through his legs

felt a pang in his heart. He immediately grabbed hold of that feeling and tried picking

moment, Sean’s right leg wobbled slowly and lifted

wide. Then he gathered his

leg slowly left the wheelchair and got

20 centimeters above the wheelchair, Sean felt it

strength,

all

was

pull up his dropping leg. However, as Sean’s

Bang! Bang!

fist and

even with all that hard pounding, his legs

not even

“Argh!”

retracted his hands and

He felt aggrieved.

the supreme commander of the army,

enemies, scattering them in all

on a wheelchair

handle such

in the military, Sean still could not take it in

for a long time,

find a

the blood stasis caused by two years

couldn’t muster the energy. There

my legs, and feelings come from the

and a glimmer of