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.

withstand the exhaustion brought on by his injuries any longer.

rolled

pulled up, and

dressed in a black V-neck b*dycon dress. She looked surprised when she saw

person could lie

gently set him down. “Find a place for me

worry, I

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

quite

crisscrossing the young man’s b*dy, as well as extensive bruising, Alisha couldn’t help but express her astonishment. “How could

wounds, she felt that an ordinary person

wound medicine to the 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.

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

treatment.

the injuries, Finnegan then

better absorption of the wound

a

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 wakes

“Why was he still gripping the knife when

young man had been holding onto that broken blade.

the knife

his hands and gestured for Alisha

That broken knife

why even while unconscious, the young man’s

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

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“Take a guess!”

guess, why would I

sat 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 from

aback. “A connection? A familiar aura? Have you

“No.”

in the primeval forest, and he

was certain he had never encountered this cold

of familiarity arose from observing that the young man’s cultivation style