A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 153 Do Not Disturb

Hogan Sabados, how dare you lay a hand on me? Don’t even think about collaborating with the Royle family in the future! D*mn it! I can’t believe you guys are actually doing this. This isn’t over! I’ll never let you off!” Vilmar shouted angrily before glaring at Finnegan. “Finnegan, you jerk! Tell them to stop right

now!”

As soon as one of them made the first move, the others stopped hesitating and began raining a cascade of kicks and punches on Vilmar, Matthias, and Ariendel

Moreover, amidst the trio’s barrage of curses, those who had initially held back abandoned restraint, revealing the underlying personal grudges at play.

“Darling, have you always been this cunning?” Alisha inched closer to Finnegan, her movement appearing casual but intricately calculated as she pressed up against his arm.

Finnegan looked at her indifferently. “Do you think I’m in a good mood right now?”

A sudden chill surged within Alisha, prompting her to swiftly retract her alluring and coquettish demeanor, taking a step back.

“I’m just wondering if this is too much.”

At the end of the day, the animosity between Finnegan and Vilmar stemmed solely from what happened during the drinking session last night.

Yet, Finnegan taught them the most severe lesson, escalating the conflict to the extent of taking a person’s life.

With a detached expression, Finnegan averted his gaze. “They hurt someone dear to me. Even annihilating their entire clan isn’t considered excessive.”

This was Finnegan’s principle.

While he tolerated personal affronts directed at himself, he would not allow any harm to befall those dear to him. Hurting even a single strand of hair of those he loved would be an unpardonable transgression.

Moreover, had he not been skillful enough, he might have lost his life by now.

Therefore, he saw no reason to go easy on them.

Alisha’s heart trembled as she realized that she might not have truly understood Finnegan, especially when it came to his temperament.

“Enough!”

After a while, Finnegan finally told those people to stop.

Vilmar and the other two were already on the verge of death as they wailed and cried in pain.

an alluring heiress from a prominent

“Where is the item I

was addressing her, Alisha signaled to the

clites stepped forward, each bearing a box

finished these forty- eight bottles of wine, you’re free to leave. If,

Everyone’s expressions changed.

gave way. “Finnegan, I drank until I had a gastric bleed last night. Please spare me. You just said that if we beat up Mr. Vilmar and his gang,

visibly trembling at the mere sight of

still on IV drips. Drinking this much could kill us!”

mercy. We can’t handle any more

last night;

so hard that tears and snot streamed down

went as far as to kneel down, relinquishing all

ignored them with an indifferent expression. “Drag them aside. If they can’t drink, force it down their throats. Only after they’ve finished

face betrayed a flicker of fear, but she refrained from

elites to drag those people to the back. The atmosphere was soon punctuated by the unrelenting sounds of sorrow and pain, echoing through the air.

take advantage of your status and bully others in the future, would you?” Finnegan remarked with a cold snort, approaching Vilmar and his two

struggling to speak, managed to utter, “Finnegan, what more do you

speak, but he didn’t even have the strength to

pleaded in a muffled voice, “Finnegan, I’m sorry! I truly am! Spare me this time,

his swollen face. “You three are the real masterminds. What do you think

started out as a minor disagreement, and they were the ones who started it.

all they wanted was to bully others, and when they themselves were bullied,

voice,

hard stare, Finnegan caught a glimpse of

was merely feigning remorse, harboring intentions of

surge of murderous intent welled up within

his eyes finally betraying panic. “Finnegan, I advise you not to act recklessly. The Royle family holds a prestigious and affluent position in Nuthana. My grandfather is highly revered in the local business

might actually do away with Vilmar, Alisha cautioned, “Finnegan, you can’t kill

of cake, but if he were killed over this matter alone, no one

consequences.

be at

his unwavering

later, he stood up and waved his hand dismissively. “Once those individuals finish their drinks, take them all to

What is happening?

Alisha was shocked.