Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3411 Law Firm

Matthew walked down the street, his gaze seemingly casual but carefully observing both sides. Wooden signs were propped up in front of the various shacks, each one crudely scrawled with a description of the establishment's trade. Typically, a lone, good-looking newcomer like Matthew would have already been dragged off and sold into some shady business. But the brutal fate of the Red Shadows was still fresh in everyone's minds, keeping any potential threats at bay. Matthew's attention was suddenly drawn to one sign in particular. The writing on it was different from the rest-neat, confident strokes with an air of professionalism. The sign read, 'West Montiria Islands Law Firm.'

"A lawyer?" Matthew quirked a brow, intrigued by the idea that such a profession could survive on the West Montiria Islands.

He approached the law office and politely knocked on the wooden plank in front of the shack, calling out softly, "Hello, is anyone in?"

A faint sound came from within, followed by a cautious voice. "Who's there?"

"Hello, I'd like to consult a lawyer on a few matters."

eased, and

was a protocol here if someone genuinely wanted business, they'd move the barrier themselves, keeping their hands

and placing it aside with ease. This exposed the interior, revealing

man saw Matthew,

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presentable suit and the neat arrangement of the room. It suggested he was someone who valued cleanliness and order. What's more, unlike nearly everyone else on the island, the man lacked that ominous aura that often came from a life of violence-something that Matthew, trained to spot such things, could

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outside at the passersby, who cast predatory looks, scanning for targets.

his drift, giving Matthew an apologetic smile. "My apologies.

way into the small wooden office, and Matthew followed, picking up the plank and closing the door