A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

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 lips.

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.

However, as his heightened vigilance dissipated, he couldn’t withstand the exhaustion brought on by his injuries any longer.

His eves rolled heat

pulled up, and

She looked surprised when she

a person could lie

car and gently set him down. “Find a place for me

worry, I threw them off

in a small residence under the Wahlstrom family’s name, Finnegan carried the young man in and had Alisha arrange for

is quite

well as extensive bruising, Alisha couldn’t help but express her astonishment. “How could he survive until now with these

she felt that an ordinary

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. His

nodded, though her understanding seemed partial. She refrained from interrupting

treatment.

the wound medicine to all the injuries, Finnegan then

absorption of the wound medicine.

a

prescription for you. Have someone prepare the medicine according to the instructions and give it to him when he wakes up.”

he still

man had

knife away, but she found his grip unusually

hands and gestured for Alisha to step outside.

knife user. That broken knife is equivalent to his

man’s subconsciousness made him hold onto the

man to consider a broken knife as his life. However,

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“Take a guess!”

“If I could guess, why would I even

the side, casually crossed his leg, and gestured for her to pour him a

handed it over, Finnegan answered, “I felt a connection with him, and I also detected a

A familiar aura?

“No.”

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

was certain he had never encountered this cold

young man’s cultivation style seemed somewhat similar to his own.

was the first time in five years that Finnegan had come across such a person.

was curious.

knew you’d put on a