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?"

me back, no? I won't kill you, but I'll break your legs. We'll

was

different demeanor and put

really wanted to leave, how could a little woman like me stop a strong man like you? I would have to obediently let you pass." She spoke flirtatiously as she looked at Matthew

remained expressionless. "Well, I hope you can obediently dodge the knife as

he spoke, he slowly

gritted her teeth. Jeffrey's forceful approach hadn't

was clearly immune to both threats and seduction. She realized she had to show some

the two bodies for you. If the Smith family comes

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

broke into a cold sweat. It seemed Matthew's reasoning

"I'm from Windstorm Sect! I swear on their name that there won't be any issues should you spare me. In the future, Windstorm Sect will owe you a favor. You can do whatever you want in Lambda

Windstorm Sect?

of Windstorm Sect. But if you don't keep your word, and I can't find you, I'll come after them instead." With

finally getting through this