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The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette novel Chapter 99

Chapter 99

Homer had searched online extensively, but all he had learned was that the Lilac Heart Weed was an ornamental plant.

It had no medicinal properties and was definitely not something Sean wanted.

“This Lilac Heart Weed is a herb that’s exclusively found in the northwest.

“It is indeed an uncommon sight in our region.”

Sean frowned, his tone of voice slightly exasperated.

It was most unfortunate that the Lilac Heart Weed was an irreplaceable component.

If it was any other herb, Sean would be able to figure something out, probably by exchanging it with another herb with similar properties.

However, since Lilac Heart Weeds were the main component of the entire medicinal course, how could it be easily swapped out?

“Mr. Lennon, do you know what this herb looks like?”

Homer Larson nodded as he asked for a specific description from Sean.

“Mr. Lennon, I’ll take note of its appearance on my side as well and have some people look for it.”

Hayden Luke heard them and volunteered to look for it too.

“I’m counting on the both of you, then.

“This is a very important herb to me.”

The two of them were pleasantly surprised by the way Sean was speaking to them, and they nodded affirmatively.

After they parted ways, Sean went straight home.

Willow and Kent had already gone to work at that time.

Fion Wilson would not stay at home alone, so there should have been no one at home at that moment.

However, when Sean pushed the gate open, he saw an uninvited guest.

In the patio, there was a smirking young man sat on a chair, his feet casually dangling off it like he was the rightful owner of the Quinn villa.

There were six burly, stoic–looking bodyguards behind him as well.

It was Quill Zimmer, that annoyingly persistent man.

“Yo, the veg is back!”

When Sean pushed the gate open, Quill saw him and let out a hoot.

However, he quickly corrected himself. “My bad, what a bad habit of mine! You’re no longer a veg now, right, cripple?”

Quill’s tone and the expression on his face were heavy with mockery.

“You’re just marching into my home uninvited? Are you sick of living already?”

Sean pushed his wheelchair slowly toward Quill.

“Hah, your home?

“You’re a cripple no better than a parasite to Willow. The audacity you must have to call this place your home!”

Quill scoffed coldly as he scanned Sean up and down.

Sean’s face was stoic, iciness filling his eyes.

“Haha, you don’t know, do you?

“Aunt Fion gave me a key to this house a long time ago, and that’s why I can come in and out of this place as I please.”

As Quill was speaking, he picked up a bunch of keys on the table and waved it around in the air.

“Oh, right, there are also keys to Willow’s room in here… Hehe!

“What do you think Aunt Fion meant when she gave me that?”

Quill’s eyes were filled with mockery and disdain.

So what if Willow’s your fiance?

I have the keys to her room, and I can enter it any time I want. Are you mad about that?

Indeed, as soon as Sean heard it, coldness emitted from his eyes.

“I’m only going to say this once.

“So listen up, Quill Zimmer.”

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