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.

he couldn’t withstand the exhaustion brought on by his injuries

rolled heat

car pulled up, and its doors

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

where a person could lie

know either.” He placed the young man in the car and gently set him down. “Find a place for

wanting to pry further, Alisha assured, “Don’t worry, I threw them off the trail before coming

man in and had Alisha

is quite serious!”

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

that an ordinary person would have died countless times

but they 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

treatment.

the injuries, Finnegan then

ensured better absorption of the

a

“I’ll write prescription for you. Have someone prepare the medicine according to the instructions and give it to him when he wakes

nodded. “Why was he still gripping the knife when he

back, the unconscious young man

the knife away, but she found his grip unusually

gestured for Alisha

a skilled knife user. That broken knife is equivalent to

young man’s subconsciousness made

as his life. However, you’re no saint either.

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“Take a guess!”

I could guess, why would

at the side, casually crossed his leg, and gestured for

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

aback. “A connection? A familiar

“No.”

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

was certain he had never encountered

observing that the young man’s cultivation style seemed somewhat