Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3498 The Deathmatch

Orla's words struck Toliver like a thunderclap, reverberating in his mind with an intensity he couldn't shake. Cold sweat soaked his back as he stood frozen in place.

She wasn't just speaking to him-she was reminding him not to focus on the surface. A wave of unease and realization washed over him. He nodded, his voice steady but heavy. "I'll remember your guidance, governor."

Orla picked up a plum from the table with delicate fingers, popping it into her mouth. The sweet and sour taste made her squint slightly in pleasure.

"Mm... go prepare," she said casually as if the matter were insignificant.

Prepare?

Toliver looked up, confusion clouding his eyes as he glanced at Orla.

"We're going to the deathmatch tonight, and of course," she replied casually, "not in my role as the governor."

He hesitated for a moment before speaking up. "Governor, isn't there some risk in us going together? The Deathmatch arena has always been the Viper Crew's stronghold. It might be dangerous for us to walk in uninvited, don't you think?"

She shook her head, a playful smile curving her lips. "If I went as the island's governor, tonight's spectacle wouldn't be nearly as interesting," she replied, implying there was more to it.

Toliver hesitated but quickly nodded. "Understood, governor. I'll prepare right away."

He turned to leave, and Orla remained seated in the living room, absentmindedly placing another plum in her mouth.

"Interesting..." she murmured, her gaze distant.

night fell, the lights of Ore Island came alive in a dazzling

arena, rising from bottom to top, allowing spectators to get a clear view from every angle. In the center lay the blood-soaked arena floor, its dark red soil releasing the faint, unmistakable scent of

arena, his chest bare. Before him lay a lifeless, blood-soaked body-his warm-up, using the corpse of an unfortunate

the arrival of the mysterious Matteo. The question on everyone's mind was whether he would show up to face Dominic, who had

voice from the crowd

white,

here to face the

he might be too

of Dominic's threats and came here to throw

stepped into the arena, his gaze calm as he locked eyes with Dominic. His

out starkly against

beneath him-two extremes colliding. The sight was so striking

silence, momentarily lost

scene.

brief

Western Montiria Islands, a notorious gray

this place, even the most wanted criminals could walk freely, untouched by the

wear white in a place like

grinned savagely as he saw Matteo

he sneered, "I thought you'd be too scared to

didn't respond. His silence speaks volumes; his calm demeanor seemed

face twisted with fury.