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

eves rolled heat

pulled up, and its

was dressed in a black V-neck b*dycon dress. She looked surprised

had only requested a car where a person could lie flat, but he hadn’t explained the

man in the car and gently set him down.

further, Alisha assured, “Don’t worry, I threw

under the Wahlstrom family’s name, Finnegan carried the young man in and

is quite serious!”

over a dozen lacerations crisscrossing the young man’s b*dy, as well as extensive bruising, Alisha couldn’t help but express her astonishment. “How could he survive until now with these

an ordinary person would have died countless times

injuries while 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

seemed partial. She refrained from interrupting

treatment.

injuries, Finnegan then inserted eighteen golden needles into the young

of the wound

a

young man to ingest, concluding the treatment. “I’ll write prescription for you. Have someone prepare the medicine according to the

nodded. “Why was he still gripping the

young man had been holding onto that broken

considered taking the knife away, but she found his grip unusually

and gestured for Alisha to step

skilled knife user. That broken knife is equivalent to his life.”

man’s subconsciousness made him hold onto

man to consider a broken knife as his life. However, you’re no saint either. Why would you randomly save this mysterious guy?”

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“Take a guess!”

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

the side, casually crossed his leg, and gestured for

answered, “I felt a connection with him,

familiar aura? Have you met him before?”

“No.”

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

certain he had never encountered this cold

the young