The Guardian's Sword

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 89

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

took out the nine silver

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“Whew!”

took a big

Sean felt a

numb legs slowly

was as if there a warm current had flown

from two years

he would never have felt

had been through a lot of,

to him to

breath and began to try to use

the warm current flowing

his heart. He immediately grabbed hold of that feeling and tried picking up his strength

right leg

popped wide. Then

right leg slowly left the

20 centimeters above the wheelchair, Sean felt it slowly losing

strength, his right

teeth, put in all his strength, and held the

strength was still draining away

pull up his dropping leg. However, as Sean’s palm left, his right leg landed

Bang! Bang!

fist

hard pounding, his legs could not feel

not even

“Argh!”

retracted his hands and

He felt aggrieved.

was the supreme commander of the

his enemies, scattering them

on a wheelchair to get

handle such

in the military, Sean still could not take it

for a long time, adjusting

find a way to

stasis caused by two years

couldn’t muster the energy. There

legs, and feelings come

a glimmer of insight slowly

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