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?"

"Just now, you cooperated with Jeffrey to hold me back,

her legs was as good as

a different demeanor and put on a

humoring Jeffrey. If you 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

expressionless. "Well, I hope you can obediently

spoke, he

approach hadn't worked, and

both threats and seduction. She

bodies for you. If the Smith family

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

broke into a cold sweat.

quickly shouted, "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?

word, and I can't find you, I'll come after

getting through this ordeal. Suddenly, she noticed another woman