Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3413 Tertius' Past

Matthew nodded. He hadn't just seen that group; he'd felt their unfriendly stares clinging to him the entire time.

"That crowd you saw-well, they're the main muscle around here, part of the largest faction on this island: the guilds. On each island, the guilds typically hold the most power. If you really managed to set up a factory, you'd be hurting their business. Where do you think they'd get their recruits if you gave people actual jobs? You'd be cutting into their profits," Tertius explained, revealing why he'd been so alarmed by Matthew's plans to invest here. If word got out, the guilds would stop at nothing to eliminate him. "Besides this, are there any other rules I should know about on this island?"

Tertius nodded, eyeing the stack of Dornian Emeralds on the table. It was clear Matthew had paid for full transparency.

"Most of the other islands have established rules, but this one is a little different." Tertius' face grew serious as he listened to the sounds around them, making sure they were alone.

"There are two more docks, one on the east side and one on the west. They're controlled by different guilds. These three guilds have been fighting over this island for a long time, each one trying to take full control. But they're evenly matched, and the island isn't that large, so the power struggle is in a deadlock. No one else has dared to try and compete." "Thank you, Mr. Zoller." Matthew smiled and rose to leave.

but those places are under protection, and you'll be safe there. Once it's dark, things

Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind rushing toward him. A burly man in a yellow linen vest, his body packed with muscle, approached

now why you dare come to Crook's Island

Islands,

residents were hardene

The man pulled out a gleaming handgun, aiming

QUMS

to break the rule against bloodshed during the day?"

expression shifted to

something so naive? Sure, there's a fine for spilling blood during the day, but I'm ready to pay up. Once you're dead, that yacht of yours is mine, and that'll fetch me

a faint smile. "That yacht cost millions. And you're aiming to sell