Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 2204 Private Meeting With Martin

When the mighty and ferocious Green Phoenix saw the newcomer entering the room, it sent a piercing gaze toward Matthew, its eyes as sharp as daggers. Then, a murderous aura began to seep out of its body, filling the room.

It was only after Martin caressed the back of its neck comfortingly that it settled down. It then ruffled its feathers before lowering its body once more.

Just then, Martin turned to Matthew with a faint smile on his face. "Take a seat."

At that, he left the perch and swiveled around, walking toward a wine rack nearby, causing Green Phoenix to whip its head unhappily. After letting out a few soft cries, it fluttered its wings and soared out of the window.

Meanwhile, Martin walked toward the table with two wine glasses and a bottle of fine wine that was half full.

"Want some?"

Upon seeing Matthew nod in agreement, he began to pour the crimson liquid into a glass. "This wine has an excellent brew that I rarely see, but Levi doesn't know how to appreciate it at all." Matthew, who was seated on the couch, did not reply more than necessary and only watched quietly as Martin complained to himself grumpily.

here were, the risk of him having a slip of the tongue and saying the wrong thing would

have a taste. This is a prized treasure

the glass

sound that reverberated around the otherwise silent room. Then,

two did not exchange any words, and it was only until Green Phoenix returned from its search for food outside that interrupted the silence

Martin finally spoke up. "Aren't

reasons, Mr. Martin. Perhaps the time is not yet ripe. As your

disdain in his voice, "Of all the things you could've learned from Levi, you had to pick

reaction to his complaints. After all, the person in front of him could very possibly be the mastermind behind the extermination of the Larson Family. If he said the wrong thing now or if Martin noticed something off about his behavior, he

you over because I noticed that your looks resemble an old friend of

Matthew asked subconsciously, "Mr. Martin, could that old friend you speak of be from the

faintly and thought to himself, This fox is