Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3245 Hall Leader of Virtue Hall

When Matthew learned that the crown prince had consented to join him, a broad smile immediately brightened his face.

In the reception hall on the first floor, a black-robed figure was lounging on the couch, savoring a pastry. Upon hearing their footsteps getting closer, he quickly stuffed the remaining pastry into his mouth and wiped his hand on his robe. Maintaining his reputation as a calm and perceptive individual was essential for him.

The grand doors of the reception room slowly swung open as Matthew Larson and the crown prince stepped inside. Matthew's face briefly registered surprise when he saw that it was the black-robed man waiting for them.

He had anticipated someone from Hulwin, possibly someone asking for help. To his surprise, it was Floyd, one of the Eighteen Emissaries of the Marine Corps. Their previous encounter had been during the battle with Zedbar, when Floyd had lured Zedbar to a valley and completely eradicated them.

"Ah, Matthew, you finally arrived."

Rising from the leather couch, Floyd made his way over to Matthew and patted him approvingly on the shoulder. "Looking sharp!"

Struggling to find the right words, Matthew responded with an awkward smile.

Noticing his discomfort, Floyd chuckled warmly and added, "There's no need to be so formal. Back when your father and I were drinking together, he was already keen on making you my godson when you were born."

Matthew, he couldn't help but notice a resemblance to Shane-a touch less handsome compared to the man himself, perhaps, but with that same

got two things to discuss. Do you want to

was caught off guard by Floyd's unexpectedly playful tone. "How about I start

figured out that one of my reasons for coming was just to

and distant demeanor. It was as if his cool,

I'll stop.

realized it was time to be serious. "Matthew, I recommended you to the sect sest when I returned this time, and they've made the necessary reviews of your

catch

excitement in Matthew's eyes.

atmosphere, his tone shifted to a more formal one as

"After thorough deliberation among

rank within the sect will be second only

voice left

the room utterly speechless.

Matthew, holding the framed document out with both hands. "As one of the Eighteen Emissaries