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,

dress. She looked surprised when she saw

could lie

placed the young man in the car and gently set him down.

worry, I threw them off the trail before coming here.”

under the Wahlstrom family’s name, Finnegan carried the young man in and had Alisha

quite serious!”

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

she felt that an ordinary

injuries while explaining, “The injuries look horrifying, but they haven’t actually affected his martial foundation. He managed to avoid

her understanding seemed partial. She refrained

treatment.

Finnegan then inserted eighteen

ensured better absorption of the

a

ingest, concluding the treatment. “I’ll write prescription for you. Have someone prepare the medicine according to the

Alisha nodded. “Why was he still gripping the knife when

back, the unconscious young man had been holding onto that

the knife

hands and gestured for Alisha

skilled knife user. That broken knife is

was why even while unconscious, the young man’s subconsciousness made him

a peculiar man to consider a broken knife as his life. However, you’re no saint either. Why would you randomly

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“Take a guess!”

“If I could guess,

casually crossed his leg, and gestured for her to pour

Finnegan answered, “I felt a connection with him, and

familiar aura?

“No.”

years, Finnegan had lived in seclusion in the primeval forest,

never encountered this cold young man before.

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

in five years that

he was curious.

knew you’d put on a