A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana) Novel novel Chapter 175

Chapter 175 Three Small Matters 

Seeing Romona’s rare persistence, Finnegan simply couldn’t resist. He had no choice but to bring her to Nathan’s small courtyard. 

Throughout the journey, not a single servant or guard could be seen. 

Finnegan raised an eyebrow. “Why don’t I see anyone in the Wright residence today?” 

It seemed as if Romona was worried that Finnegan would run away. She tightly held onto his arm and replied, “Everyone has retreated to their rooms, and they’ve been instructed not to leave without permission.” 

After a pause, she added, “It seems that my granddad doesn’t want anyone to see your master. So, who exactly is your master?” 

Finnegan furrowed his brows. “I don’t know either!” 

Although he had taken Sawyer as his master, they had only spent a year together. 

Aside from knowing some of Sawyer’s connections, and the fact that he was referred to as the Eternal Medicine God, he wasn’t too familiar with any other details about him. 

Romona didn’t believe him and glared at him. “You’re just like my granddad and the rest. How annoying!” 

It’s either they say they don’t know, or it’s unspeakable. 

Finnegan wanted to say that he truly didn’t know. 

Seeing the resentful expression on Romona’s face, however, he knew that no matter what he said, she wouldn’t believe him. He simply dismissed the idea of explaining. 

Soon, they arrived at Nathan’s courtyard. 

Apart from Sawyer, both Nathan and Stephen were present. 

Additionally, there was a dignified elderly man with a smile on his face. 

Romona blinked, puzzled. “Grandpa, when did you get here?” 

The dignified elder was none other than Romona’s grandfather, the patriarch of the Quickwood family, one of the Five Great Families, Zachary Quickwood. 

Zachary turned his head. 

When he saw Romona clinging to Finnegan’s arm, his eyes lit up slightly. “Romona, are you in a relationship?” 

Only then did Romona react, quickly explaining, “No, I don’t fancy Finnegan at all. It’s just that Granddad wouldn’t let me go out last night, so I asked Finnegan to take me out.” 

“Oh… then why are you still holding on to him so tightly?’ 

Zachary gave a smile full of profound meaning. 

Romona’s face turned beet red as she released Finnegan. “Grandpa!” 

Being teased in front of so many people was truly embarrassing. 

With a smile, Zachary turned to look at Finnegan. “Not bad!” 

The man was Zachary, after all. Finnegan naturally couldn’t take him lightly. 

He nodded slightly in response. “Old Mr. Quickwood.” 

His curiosity about the identity of Sawyer grew increasingly. 

Even Zachary had to stand in his 

presence. 

Sawyer smiled and said, “Zac, Nate, you two go ahead. I have something to discuss with Finnegan.” 

They nodded, pulling Romona, who wanted to stay, away from the small courtyard. 

With no one else around, Finnegan casually walked over and sat down, crossing his legs. “You old geezer he said, “I used to think you were all talk but turns out you really are as impressive as you claim. Even Ol Mr. Quickwood seems like an elementary school student in front of you. So, are you going to share some of your glorious achievements with me? Everyone knows about it, but I’m the only one who doesn’t, and I’m your disciple. How frustrating is that?” 

Sawyer looked Finnegan up and down, laughing. “Not bad. You’ve recovered about sixty to seventy percent overnight. It seems that your self-detoxification over the past few years has fully activated your own recovery ability. As for my glorious achievements, I’ve even forgotten them myself. All I remember i that during those toughest times, I had once lent a helping hand to their grandparents and parents. When foreign powers united in an attempt to destroy the martial arts in Loang, I alone stood against them. establishing the status of Loang’s martial arts in the world for a century! But these are all trivial matters. They’re not worth mentioning. I’ve already forgotten them!” 

Finnegan’s l*ps twitched. 

He knew his mentor was impressive, but he didn’t realize just how impressive he was. 

However, his attitude left him speechless. “You old geezer, you call that forgetting? I suspect I’ve been played by you again.” 

Sawyer laughed heartily. “At my age, that’s the only hobby I can have. Don’t expose me!” 

“Then tell me, how awesome are you? I’m giving you a chance to show off properly!” 

Sawyer chuckled as he rapped Finnegan’s head. “You clearly want to know about my past, yet you pretend to play along with my antics. You’re becoming more and more cunning.” 

Finnegan pursed his l*ps. “Since you’ve guessed it, why don’t you spit it out already?” 

The smile on Sawyer’s face faded as he said, “My past is not worth mentioning. In the hearts of many, I have been dead for decades. 

“Four years ago when you left, you said you’d come to find me and discuss something once I left the mountain. Can we talk about it now?” 

Sawyer stood up, his hands clasped behind his back as he looked into the distance. 

“It’s just three small matters. First, gather the complete Primordial Pharmacopoeia; otherwise, you will never be able to fully master Fateful Eighteen Needles, nor reach the stage of perfect cultivation. Secon you must travel to Durbaine within a year. When the time comes, Zac and the others will tell things that you need to complete. Third-” 

you some 

“Hold on!” Finnegan couldn’t help but interrupt him. “Didn’t you say that once I left the mountain, you would pass on the complete Primordial Pharmacopoeia to me? But from what you’re saying, it sounds li you don’t even have it yourself.”