Classic Novel
Chapter 136
Chapter 136
Chapter 136 Dig His Own Grave
“What are you doing? You’re not healed yet! This is the medicine Mr. Larkin asked you to take.”
At the first light of dawn, Finnegan, who had stayed in the courtyard of the Wahlstrom residence, was
awakened by the commotion.
After putting his clothes on, he went outside, only to see the cold young man holding a black blade
departing.
The efforts of some of the Wahlstroms in persuading him proved to be futile.
At this moment, Alisha came out of her room.
With a frown, she asked, “This is the person you saved, Finnegan? How ungrateful. He’s leaving
without even thanking you.”
The cold young man turned to look at Finnegan.
His expression had softened significantly, and the fierceness in his eyes had diminished.
“Come inside,” said Finnegan as he received the medicine before going back to his room.
After hesitating for a while, the cold young man clutched his blade and followed Finnegan into the
room.
“You’ve only recovered a bit. Take this first.”
The young man stepped forward and grabbed the medicine, swallowing everything in one go.
Alisha’s l*ps quirked up. “Weirdo!”
He had refused everyone else when they had offered him medicine. He had wanted to leave.
Yet, Finnegan’s short sentence was sufficient enough to stop him from leaving, and he even took the
medicine.
“Get out.”
Finnegan waved at Alisha.
This b*stard!
Alisha stepped outside grumpily.
“Let’s talk. Have a seat,” said Finnegan as he pointed at the chair beside him.
However, the young man remained standing, having no intention to sit at all.
Finnegan smiled and did not force the young man. “Judging by your injury, it seems you were pursued
by a group of fighters, and I think one of them is a Terra Realm Grandmaster. Care to share what
happened?”
The young man shook his head.
“Then can I ask where you’re from, your background, and who your mentor is?”
The young man shook his head once again.
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Finnegan was rendered speechless, realizing that the young man was even less talkative than he
thought.
In fact, he did not speak at all.
Even so, Finnegan did not force him to speak. “All right, I won’t force you, but you don’t need to be in a
rush to leave. After my treatment, you need at least two days to recover. You can stay here. No one will
disturb you.”
With that said, Finnegan stood up.
Since he could not extract information, he would just consider this as him building rapport.
“My name is Doom Star,” the young man suddenly said when Finnegan neared the door.
Finnegan looked back. “Doom Star?”
“Yes, Doom Star,” the young man confirmed.
Upon hearing him, Finnegan looked Doom Star up and down.
He indeed seemed to be without parents, bearing the fate of a doom star.
The corner of Finnegan’s mouth curved up. “You lost your mother at birth and your father at the age of
one. Your grandparents were in an accident when you were nearly two years old. You’re indeed a
doom star. However… at least the person who has been taking care of you for over twenty years is still
alive, so don’t worry about bringing bad luck to me. Just rest well. You can leave once you’ve
recovered.”
After saying that, Finnegan went out and said to Alisha, “Come have coffee with me.”
Doom Star trembled as he stared at Finnegan’s figure.
A hint of curiosity appeared in his icy eyes. “How does he know all that?”
After arriving at a nearby café, Alisha asked for a private room.
Finnegan ordered some dishes and then handed the menu back to the server.
“The match between the Wahlstrom family and the Zymons family is just around the corner. Do you
have the confidence to win?”
Alisha poured a cup of coffee for Finnegan and leaned closer to him on purpose. “Everything has been
arranged. We have two Terra Realm Grandmasters, while the Zymons family has Enigma Realm
fighters
at most.”
“Two Terra Realm Grandmasters?”
As far as I know, the Wahlstrom family has only one Terra Realm Grandmaster, which is Spencer, one
of the Five Unparalleled as well as Helmuth’s disciple.
Alisha blinked. “We’ve borrowed Zakaria from the Langdon family. He’s a Terra Realm Grandmaster in
Preliminary Rank. There’s no rule about seeking help, anyway.”
Nodding, Finnegan advised, “I see. Still, you shouldn’t underestimate the other party. Since they have
the guts to accept the challenge, it means they have a means of countering Spencer.”
“My grandpa said the same thing, so he has been thinking of a way to invite a Terra Realm
Grandmaster
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Finnegan hummed in response and said nothing more.
He was not interested in this underground world conflict. He only asked about it because of his
involvement with the Wahlstrom family.
Soon, the dishes were served.
Beside him, Alisha behaved like a wife, exuding grace and charm.
Even though Finnegan tried to calm himself down, his heart kept beating.
Noticing the change in the man, Alisha smiled slyly and leaned closer to his ear. “Do you want me to
lock the door and lie on the table?”
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“I don’t like women older than me.”
Alisha rolled her eyes. “Bernice is two years older than you, you hypocrite.”
Ignoring her, Finnegan picked up his cup and took a sip.
When he placed the cup down, his phone rang. It was a call from Jerome.,
As Jerome was calling him before eight, Finnegan couldn’t help furrowing his brows.
Did something happen again?
Upon accepting the call, he heard Jerome’s frantic voice from the other side of the line. “Master,
something happened to the clinic again. Everything’s smashed!”
Clank!
Finnegan stood up, shattering the chair. “Is it Solomon again?”
“There are no notes this time, but it’s definitely him!” Jerome responded.
“I’ll be right there.”
“What now?” Alisha asked with a frown.
“Mr. Magnussen said the clinic was thrashed again. It seems I underestimated Solomon’s
vengefulness. I didn’t expect him to strike back this quickly.”
“D*mn it!” Alisha got to her feet. “I’ll go meet him now.”
Pulling Alisha, Finnegan stated, “He’s learned his lesson. He didn’t leave any note this time, so it’s
pointless for you to find him. Besides, your families are about to have a big match. He might not be
lenient toward you like he did back in the restaurant.”
“But who else would do something like this if not him?”
“Don’t concern yourself with it. I’ll go have a look. You can get back to your business.”
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“He’s indeed Seth’s son,” Theoden said in a deep voice. “It’s one trick after another.”
“Finnegan said I shouldn’t bother with it, but should we really do that?”
Theoden sneered, “If Solomon wants to cause trouble for the whole Zymons family, then why should
we get in the way? Let him! We’ll just act as if we don’t know.”
Thinking about Finnegan’s connections, Alisha grasped Theoden’s meaning. “We’ll let Solomon think
Finnegan has weak connections and let him dig his own grave?”
“Correct.”