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.

vigilance dissipated, he couldn’t withstand the exhaustion

rolled

sleek black car pulled up, and

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

where a person could lie flat, but he hadn’t explained the situation.

gently set him down. “Find a place for

I threw them off the trail before

name, Finnegan carried the young man in

is quite serious!”

dozen lacerations crisscrossing the young man’s b*dy, as well as extensive bruising, Alisha couldn’t help but

that an ordinary person would have

haven’t actually affected his martial foundation. He managed to avoid getting hit in the critical spots. His appearance

nodded, though her understanding seemed partial. She refrained from interrupting Finnegan’s

treatment.

to all the injuries, Finnegan

better absorption of the wound medicine.

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produced a healing pill for the young man to ingest, concluding the treatment. “I’ll write prescription for you. Have someone prepare the medicine according to the instructions and give it to him when he

“Why was he still gripping the

young man

the knife away, but she found his grip

his hands and gestured for

a skilled knife user. That broken knife is

why even while unconscious, the young man’s subconsciousness made him hold onto

his life. However, you’re no saint either. Why would you randomly save this mysterious

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“Take a guess!”

I could guess, why would I even ask

his leg, and gestured for her

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

taken aback. “A connection? A familiar aura? Have you met him before?”

“No.”

Finnegan had lived in seclusion in the primeval forest, and he remembered everyone he had met during

he had never encountered this

arose from observing that the young