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

car pulled up, and

was dressed in a black V-neck bodycon dress. She looked surprised when she saw the young man. “Who

requested a car where a person could lie flat,

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

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

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

quite serious!”

bruising, Alisha couldn’t help but express her astonishment. “How could he survive until

those wounds, she felt that an ordinary

affected his martial foundation. He managed to avoid getting hit in the critical spots. His appearance of extreme weakness is only due to excessive bleeding and

seemed partial.

treatment.

the injuries, Finnegan then inserted eighteen golden needles into the young

of

a

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

was he still gripping the knife when he fainted?”

brought him back, the unconscious young man had been holding

Alisha had considered taking the knife away, but

gestured for Alisha

user. That broken knife is equivalent to his

why even while unconscious, the young man’s subconsciousness made him hold onto the knife

man to consider a broken knife as his life. However, you’re no

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“Take a guess!”

exasperation, “If I could guess, why would I even

his leg,

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

“A connection? A familiar

“No.”

in seclusion in the primeval forest, and he remembered everyone he had met during that

had never encountered this cold young

the sense of familiarity arose from observing that the young

time in five years that Finnegan

he was curious.

on

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