A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 152 Level Determines Everything

Aware of Finnegan’s connection with the Wahlstrom family, Vilmar and the others were bewildered and surprised to see Alisha appear in person with a group of elites.

What right does someone like Finnegan have to associate with the Wahlstrom family?

Vilmar took a deep breath, trying to salvage the situation. “Ms. Wahlstrom, can’t you just let what happened tonight slide? Making a big fuss over a small disagreement isn’t wise!”

He was concerned that the Wahlstrom family might target the Royle family.

Alisha responded mockingly. “You’re calling it a minor disagreement now, but what exactly did

do at you the beginning? You ordered someone to kidnap Josephine and bring her here. What would have happened to her if Finnegan wasn’t capable?”

It was clear that Finnegan and Josephine would have ended up in trouble, suppressed by Vilmar using his connections.

Vilmar knew this without a doubt. In a reversed scenario, he knew they would undoubtedly make life difficult for Finnegan.

“Then are you sure you won’t interfere?” Vilmar asked.

Alisha affirmed, “Yes. As long as you have the ability, not just me, even the entire Wahlstrom family won’t interfere!”

Vilmar’s eyes glimmered after receiving yet another confirmation.

“Are you sure, Finnegan?” he then asked.

Finnegan seemed formidable, but they had more than thirty b*dyguards on their side.

Without Alisha’s interference, Vilmar was confident he could take down Finnegan.

“You’re talking nonsense!” Finnegan retorted coldly, tightening his grip on the dagger and lunging forward, targeting the Royle family’s b*dyguards.

“Whoever takes him down gets five million!” Vilmar, recognizing the immediate threat, didn’t hesitate any longer, stepping back and issuing the order right away.

After a moment of hesitation, Matthias, Ariendel, and others rallied their b*dyguards, issuing orders to act collectively.

Over thirty b*dyguards charged toward Finnegan, who showed no signs of fear. Gripping the dagger firmly, he faced the challenge head-on. Swift and deliberate, the rise and fall of his hand left only shimmering afterimages.

The room echoed with terrified screams as Finnegan incapacitated the b*dyguards, either by chopping off their hands or by directly stabbing through their arms and thighs.

their lives, but the aftermath of his onslaught ensured that even if the b*dyguards were to recover, they would be left disabled for the rest of their

anxious in the face of this ruthless battle. While they were no strangers to conflict, encountering

once again shocked by

asked with her face

already fallen, leaving Vilmar gritting his teeth in a struggle to maintain composure. “One hundred million! Whoever can take out Finnegan, we’ll pool together one

the others quickly chimed in, “Yes! We’ll give you one hundred million to split when

was to inspire bravery among the b*dyguards with generous rewards, urging them to confront

all pumped up,

curled into

Five had met their end at Finnegan’s hands, and it seemed unlikely that a group of non-combatant b*dyguards could match

absolute cruelty could shatter the

ground from time to

as he moved through the

held their breath anxiously. Some even looked away, too afraid to

the atmosphere grew increasingly dire. Amidst the chaos, one b*dyguard

reaction, causing the remaining b*dyguards to lose their will

angrily, “Come back! All of

Matthias’ desperate shouts, the remaining few b*dyguards refused to listen.

of sprint champions, they scampered away, not bothering to look back.

it really over?

sense of loss and anguish piercing

skilled, even though he’s just

so anxious that she grabbed him. “Mr. Vilmar, what should we

Slap!

dismissive tone, “So what if he can fight? Does he dare to kill us? Our status ensures our safety; even the Wahlstrom family wouldn’t dare to

Alisha furrowed her brows slightly, muttering under her breath,

acknowledged the truth

and oppress them, but taking their lives

can fight? Status is determined by level, and it dictates that we

us!”

the people when they understood the power dynamics,

reverted to their arrogant and aloof demeanor, similar to how ancient

you and even kill you, but you can’t do the same to me!

off the fresh blood from his dagger. “Does one’s

response, “Finnegan, I know you can’t accept this, but society has always been this from ancient

“Is that so?”