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.

lives, but the aftermath of his onslaught ensured that even if the b*dyguards were to recover, they would

anxious in the face of this ruthless battle. While they were no

were once again shocked

her face pale, “Mr. Vilmar,

nearly ten had 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 hundred million

We’ll give you one hundred million to split when the time

rewards, urging them

terrified b*dyguards were all pumped up, fearlessly

l*ps curled into a mocking smile.

had met their end at Finnegan’s hands, and it seemed unlikely that

knew that only absolute cruelty could shatter the enemy’s

the ground from time to time, saturating the air with the pervasive scent of blood.

through the battlefield, leaving fallen

even looked

atmosphere grew increasingly dire. Amidst the chaos, one b*dyguard succumbed to a mental breakdown,

remaining b*dyguards to lose their will to fight and scatter in

shouted angrily, “Come back! All of you, come

desperate shouts, the remaining few

scampered away, not

it really

few steps, a profound sense of loss

person be so skilled, even though he’s

was so anxious that she grabbed him. “Mr. Vilmar,

Slap!

He continued with a 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 kill us

furrowed her brows slightly, muttering under

annoyance, she acknowledged the truth in Vilmar’s

them, but taking their lives was a

if you can fight? Status is determined by level, and it

us!”

the rest of the people when they understood

similar to how ancient

you and even kill you, but you can’t do the

flicking off the fresh blood from his

society has always been this from ancient times

“Is that so?”