Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 2218 Argument

On their master's orders, Rose and Arianell took part in the competition together with a recommendation letter from the Damron Family.

At first, they were supposed to split up into two teams with the others. Fabien, Glenn, and Felix would make a team, while they and Gregg would make another. However, somebody had to call the shots at Virtuoso Pharmaceuticals. Naturally, Gregg was left behind as a result, leaving the two of them to team up with someone assigned by lot.

However, they never expected to have Roland, of all people, as their teammate. Moreover, they had been angered by Matthew earlier. Now that Roland mocked them like that, their tempers rose even higher. "Who are you calling ass-kissers, you monkey from some rural mountain?!"

The two ladies were both stunners, for sure, but Roland hated being called a monkey the most, so he was instantly offended by their provocation. Feeling a surge of anger, he stuck out his chest and threatened with a smug expression, "Yeah, I'm calling you two ass-kissers, so what? Call me a monkey again if you dare, and believe it or not, the Shrewsdon Valley Sect will cut off the supply of medicinal herbs to your place!"

try it!" They weren't the slightest bit intimidated by Roland's threats. For one thing, he knew full well which forces they belonged to; and for another thing, the Isle of Snakes itself was abundant in medicinal herbs. Furthermore, the isle was on international waters and thus could directly import whatever and however

leave you alone. The lots have been drawn, anyway, so our team is set in stone. You two may compete however you want, but I'm gonna skip the Pills Refining contest." In the

Arianell were also pigheaded, though. Even in the face of such threats, they continued squabbling with him. "As if we

so stubborn. Am I shooting myself

while broadening their experience at the same time. Hence, winning first place in the competition didn't really matter to them. That being said, it didn't mean that he didn't mind getting knocked out of the competition in the first round. If his grandfather were to learn about this, he would probably break his legs, and he would also get laughed at by his fellows at the sect when he

pleasure from shooting their mouths off, but how were they going to explain themselves to their master if

were regretting it in silence, the assistant judge, who had been looking on the whole time, cleared his throat. "Are the three of you gonna take part or not? The competition will officially begin very soon. Just hurry

the three of them panicked at once. "Yes, of course!" they replied in chorus, only to look at each

we're