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.

the exhaustion brought on by

eves rolled heat

up, and its doors

dress. She looked surprised when she saw the

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

the car and gently set him down. “Find a place for me to treat him, and watch out

worry, I threw them off the trail before coming here.”

name, Finnegan carried the young man in and had Alisha arrange for him to be cleaned up before he started

is quite

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

felt that an ordinary person would

explaining, “The injuries look horrifying, but they haven’t actually affected his martial foundation. He managed to avoid getting hit in the critical spots. His appearance of extreme weakness is only due

her understanding seemed partial.

treatment.

Finnegan then inserted eighteen golden needles into the young

better absorption of

a

prescription for you. Have someone prepare the medicine according to the instructions and give it to him when he

he still gripping the knife when

him back, the unconscious young man

the knife away,

and gestured for

skilled knife user. That broken knife

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

a peculiar man to consider a broken knife as his life. However, you’re no saint either. Why would you randomly save

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“Take a guess!”

in exasperation, “If I could guess, why would I

Finnegan sat at the side, casually crossed his leg, and

over, Finnegan answered, “I felt a connection with him, and I also detected a

A familiar aura? Have you met him

“No.”

in the primeval forest, and he remembered everyone he had met during that

encountered this

young man’s cultivation style seemed somewhat