Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3488 Where Did You Get Them

Matthew's eyes narrowed slightly, but he remained silent. Casually, he strolled to another pile and lifted a different corner of the tarp.

This time, the emblem of Virtue Hall came into view.

Quietly, Matthew lowered the tarp, his expression betraying nothing, as though he had seen nothing out of the ordinary.

Just then, the man returned from the house, his voice breaking the stillness. "So, sir, what do you think?"

Matthew turned to him and replied calmly, "Not bad. They'll do."

He pulled a neat stack of Dornia Emeralds from his pocket. "These goods of yours are worth about 3,000, but I'll offer 4,000. I'll take everything here."

Stellan had given him the money before he left. Since electronic products were unusable on the island, only cash could be used for payment. However, some people with powerful resources could come up with payment terminals that worked despite the magnetic fields. The man's eyes widened in surprise and delight as he saw the bills in Matthew's hand. He hurriedly took the stack, his hands trembling as he counted the money with almost comical care. When he confirmed it was indeed 4,000,, he happily accepted it, his grin stretching from ear to ear.

Matthew's tone remained measured. "However, I do have a few questions."

agreed to anything Matthew asked, even if it meant groveling. Truth be told, those

sir! Ask me anything,

impressively well at keeping out moisture. I'd like to purchase a batch of

into a mix

Wait... that's it?

maybe even dangerous. But tarps? This guy just wanted to

tarps? I got them from Mr. Laurent, the owner of

then, that

practically forced him to buy the tarps, claiming they were top-notch and doing him a favor. But in the man's opinion, these absurdly overpriced tarps-costing five times the market rate-were nothing but an excuse to extort him and others like

arrived. If all else failed, he could try buying directly from the market owner, whose wares were

can I find

He leaned closer and whispered quickly, "Are you crazy? Mr. Laurent has a nasty temper. If you go alone, you won't even get through the front door. Worse, his men might kill you on sight." "You need a

man nodded grimly.

I'm telling

it were anyone else, I'd