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?"

to hold me back, no? I won't

was as good as taking

adopted a different demeanor and put

like me stop a strong man like you? I would have to obediently let you pass." She spoke flirtatiously as she looked at

"Well, I hope you can obediently dodge

spoke, he slowly raised the

teeth. Jeffrey's forceful approach hadn't worked,

threats and seduction.

the aftermath. I'll deal with the two bodies for you. If the Smith family comes to investigate, I'll say I don't know anything and won't

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

into a cold sweat.

you spare me. In the future, Windstorm Sect will owe you a favor.

Windstorm Sect?

heard of Windstorm Sect. But if you don't keep your word, and I can't find

a sigh of relief after finally getting