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 array

island stood the deathmatch arena, designed in an ancient Roman style. Seating arranged in a circle surrounded the arena, rising from bottom to top, allowing spectators to get a clear view from every

center of the arena, his chest bare. Before him lay a lifeless,

mysterious Matteo. The question on everyone's mind was whether he would show up to face Dominic, who had issued the challenge, or if he would bow to the Viper Crew's threats. Suddenly, murmurs rippled through the crowd, followed

the crowd broke

in white, looking sharp-it's

here to face

thought he might be too afraid to show up against

scared of Dominic's threats and came here to throw his

calm as he locked eyes with

starkly

soil beneath him-two extremes colliding. The sight was so striking that the crowd fell

silence, momentarily lost

scene.

brief moment, the

where they were-the Western Montiria Islands, a notorious

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

place like this-the heart of the gray

grinned savagely as he saw Matteo

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

volumes; his calm demeanor

twisted with fury.