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

sleek black car pulled up, and

V-neck bodycon dress. She looked surprised when she saw the young man. “Who is

car where a person could

set him down. “Find a place for me to treat him, and watch out

further, Alisha assured, “Don’t worry, I threw them

the Wahlstrom family’s name, Finnegan carried the young man in

is quite

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

those wounds, she felt that an ordinary person would have died countless times already.

wound medicine to 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 appearance

partial. She refrained

treatment.

Finnegan then inserted eighteen golden needles into

of the wound

a

for you. Have someone prepare the

still gripping the knife when he fainted?”

back, the unconscious young man had

one point, Alisha had considered taking the knife away, but she found his

his hands and gestured for Alisha to

That broken knife is equivalent

while unconscious, the young man’s subconsciousness made him

a broken knife as his life. However, you’re no saint either. Why would you randomly save

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“Take a guess!”

“If I could guess, why

glance, Finnegan sat at the side, casually crossed his leg, and gestured for her to pour him a glass of

over, Finnegan answered, “I felt a connection with him, and I also detected a familiar aura from

taken aback. “A connection? A familiar aura? Have

“No.”

seclusion in the primeval forest, and he

certain he had never encountered this cold young man before.

arose from observing that the young man’s cultivation style seemed somewhat similar to

in five years that Finnegan had come

was curious.

you’d put on a mysterious act.”