"Mr. Lennon, I'm bad at parenting.
"Please forgive the Zimmer family and our mistakes."
Jon gritted his teeth slightly before looking at Sean and begging for mercy.
Sean said nothing but drew the long sword out slowly.
The impressive and heavy Guardian Sword had a terrifying murderous pressure.
Willow, Fion, and the Quinn family frowned.
They knew the sword.
Sean was sent to the Quinn family two years ago.
His only belongings were the sword, a piece of clothing, and a small wooden box.
There was nothing but these three things.
No one cared at the time, but it must have been something.
The blade was dull and a little dark.
Sean grabbed the hilt and brushed his fingers lightly over the blade, his eyes flashing with nostalgia.
This sword had been with him for the longest time when he was at war.
The sword was the Guardian Sword.
He was the invincible god of war.
The man with the sword guarded the borders, deterring the enemy from invading for years.
The scene where he swung his sword and commanded millions of troops to recover 4,000 kilometers of land was still as clear as yesterday.
However, the fearsome Guardian Sword had been hiding for two years without touching blood.
Back in Sean's hands again, Sean seemed to have developed a telepathic connection with the long sword.
He could even feel the long sword's excitement.
The hilt was cold, but it stirred the passion in Sean.
All eyes were on Sean.
They all had a feeling that Sean had changed dramatically.
The change was simply because he had a long sword in his hand.
It was as if the sword had been made for him.
"Whew!"
Sean exhaled softly, shaking countless memories out of his head.
It was not Excalibur but was somewhat like Excalibur.
It provided you with the imperial prerogative to act first.
Even if he killed Jon and his son, no one dared judge him.
Sean with the Guardian Sword was like the Grim Reaper with his scythe.
Anyone he wanted dead would die.
However, Sean promised Jason not to touch them.
"There's one more thing missing."
Sean looked at Quill and said indifferently.
Jon and Quill's hearts clenched when they heard that.
The Nine-star Armor had been ripped apart by Quill with the sword.
How were they going to give it to him?
"Mr. Lennon, we still have it, but we can't find it as we came in a hurry.
"Give us some time. We'll find it and bring it to you."
Jon quickly explained.
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