Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 2971 Be Tactful

Following the thunderous crack of the gunshot, Warrick remained immobile in sheer astonishment, beads of sweat trickling down his forehead. It felt as though the bullet had whispered death across his temple.

He was just a hair's breadth away from death.

In an instant, every guard present aimed their weapons at Matthew and the crown prince.

However, the crown prince, unfazed by the situation, showed only disdain in his eyes. He twirled his gun and casually dispelled the smoke. "My apologies, Mr. Warrick, if my poor marksmanship startled you," he said confidently. "Rest assured, my aim shall not falter next time!" With a chilling gaze, he regarded Isambard and his son as if they were already defeated.

"You-"

Just as Warrick was about to retort, a reproachful voice intervened.

kicked Warrick to the ground, then turned to dismiss the guards. "And all

Master Larson, please take a seat! The youngster doesn't know any better. Don't lower yourself to

that, he poured tea and served it to Matthew and the crown

eyebrow at Warrick and remarked, "Learn from your father more. That's how

as old as the crown prince's father, Warrick felt disgruntled being lectured by someone

under his father's stern gaze, he meekly retracted his

this with a cold smile. How could such a shrewd man like Isambard

recent growth has been remarkable! It seems

expression changed as he glared at Warrick with anger. This

you flatter us. Our family owes much of our success to your influence. Without it, even fifty years of effort wouldn't have brought us here." His face was filled with flattery as his old hands anxiously fidgeted. Matthew tapped the table lightly. "No need to be jittery, Mr. Stubber. We're just here for a courtesy visit. After all, it's your family that has provided us with the

the more genuine he was, the more

with Night Vines just going to be brushed under