The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 155

Matthew's ice-cold gaze fell upon Rose as he slowly lifted the bone crusher.

He pressed the blade against her fair neck.

Blood dripped steadily from the knife.

The red droplets contrasted sharply against her white skin, and the scent of blood permeated the air.

Rose's eyelids twitched and fear flashed in her beautiful eyes, but she quickly composed herself.

She carefully scrutinized the man before her-a cold expression, sharp eyes, and a body that wasn't muscular but seemed to hold the ferocity of a wild beast.

It was as if she would become his prey at any given second.

Instinctively, she wanted to retreat but didn't dare move an inch. "Jeffrey was the one who wanted you dead, not me. There's no need to treat a woman like this, right?"

now, you cooperated with Jeffrey to hold me back, no? I won't kill

face fell. Breaking her legs was

quickly adopted a different demeanor and put

wanted to leave, how could a little woman like me stop a strong man like you? I

remained expressionless. "Well, I hope you can

he spoke, he slowly raised the

Jeffrey's forceful approach

to both threats and seduction. She realized she had

I'll deal with the two bodies for you. If the Smith family comes to investigate,

replied coldly, "That's too troublesome. After you die, I'll just set this bar on fire.

a cold sweat. It seemed Matthew's

any issues should you spare me. In the future, Windstorm Sect will owe you a favor. You can do whatever you want

Windstorm Sect?

don't keep your word, and I can't

sigh of relief after finally getting through this ordeal. Suddenly, she noticed another woman