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 in his legs.

took out the nine silver needles in

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“Whew!” 

a big

time, Sean felt a big difference.

numb legs slowly started to feel something.

warm current had

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

never have felt this way.

a lot of,

to him to get on his

and began to try to use his legs.

then, Sean felt the warm current flowing through his

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

leg wobbled slowly and

popped wide. Then he gathered his

left the wheelchair

about 20 centimeters above the wheelchair, Sean felt it

he lost the strength, his

clenched his teeth, put in all his strength, and

strength was still

and he instantly reached out to pull up his dropping leg. However, as Sean’s palm left, his right leg landed heavily on the wheelchair.

Bang! Bang! 

right fist and

with all that hard pounding, his legs could not feel anything.

could not even feel pain.

“Argh!” 

slowly retracted his hands and

He felt aggrieved. 

he was the supreme commander of the army,

conquered his enemies, scattering them in all

on a wheelchair to get

one could handle such a

the military, Sean still could not take it

silent for a long

was useless. He still had to find a way

by two years in a wheelchair.

couldn’t muster the energy. There must be something else

my legs, and feelings come from the sensory nervous system…”