A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 135 A Connection With Him

Down a dimly lit alleyway, an icy-looking young man who had accidentally stumbled upon Romona’s residence was clutching a broken black blade. He leaned against the wall with blood dripping from the blade, his breathing faint as he moved forward with difficulty.

“You need treatment now. Otherwise, even if you survive, your martial foundation will be compromised.”

Suddenly, Finnegan, who had been discreetly tailing him, materialized before him like a specter, a faint smile tugging at his l*ps.

The young man’s pupils contracted as a glint of light flickered in his eyes.

In an instant, a swift and savage strike was delivered as the knife arced through the air. Although he was weak, his strike was still vicious and powerful.

Finnegan furrowed his brows as he dodged, not daring to confront the full brunt of the attack head-on.

The young man was tenacious and relentless as he continued to strike with the blade.

Due to his injuries, the young man’s speed and strength were somewhat hampered. It was evident from his inability to graze even the hem of Finnegan’s clothes.

Sensing a brief lag from the young man, Finnegan extended his right hand and pressed his palm against him.

A muffled thud resonated as the young man was pushed backward and crashed onto the ground.

Finnegan had held back, ensuring that the young man’s injuries weren’t exacerbated. Swiftly, the young man managed to regain his footing.

His

gaze was less hostile, as he sensed no malevolence emanating from Finnegan.

Finnegan took out a pill and tossed it over. “You should start with stopping the bleeding.”

The young man caught the pill and cast another glance at Finnegan.

Then, he popped the pill into his mouth and gulped it down.

He knew that if Finnegan truly wanted to kill him, it would be easy. There was no need for theatrics.

The bleeding from the wound soon stopped.

The young man’s expression softened, and his gaze toward Finnegan lost its wariness and resistance.

heightened vigilance dissipated, he couldn’t withstand the exhaustion brought on by his injuries any longer.

rolled

car pulled up, and

V-neck b*dycon dress. She looked surprised when she saw the young man.

only requested a car where a person could lie flat,

the car and gently set him down. “Find a place for

assured, “Don’t worry, I threw them off the trail before coming here.”

minutes later, in a small residence under the Wahlstrom family’s name, Finnegan carried the young man in and had Alisha arrange for

quite serious!”

as extensive bruising, Alisha couldn’t help but express her astonishment. “How could he survive until now with

an ordinary person would have died countless times

martial foundation. He managed to avoid getting hit in the critical spots. His appearance

seemed partial. She refrained from interrupting

treatment.

medicine to all the injuries, Finnegan then inserted eighteen golden needles into the young

absorption of the

a

to ingest, concluding the treatment. “I’ll write prescription for you.

he still gripping the knife when he fainted?”

man had been holding onto that

knife away, but she

wiped his hands and gestured for Alisha to

knife user. That broken knife is equivalent to

the young man’s subconsciousness made him hold onto the knife tightly.

to consider a broken knife as his life. However, you’re no saint

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“Take a guess!”

exclaimed in exasperation, “If I could guess, why would I even ask you?”

the side, casually crossed his leg, and gestured for her to pour him a glass of water.

handed it over, Finnegan answered, “I felt a connection with him, and I

was taken aback. “A connection? A familiar aura? Have you met

“No.”

primeval forest, and he remembered everyone

certain he had never encountered this cold young man before.

the young man’s cultivation style