The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 172

With a wave of his hand, Lucas signaled to his henchmen. About a dozen men carrying various gifts followed him into Opulent Club.

As they approached the entrance, their path was blocked by three people and a dog.

Lucas gestured to one of the burly men in his group, who immediately understood the command and moved forward to clear the way. "Move aside!" he barked at the group.

Matthew, Jenny, Cosmo, and Max had just reached the club's entrance when they heard a commotion from behind. Turning to see the hostile glares of the approaching men, Matthew frowned. He didn't want to start a conflict, so he calmly said to Jenny and Cosmo, "Let's step aside and let them pass."

Cosmo, however, was trailing a bit as he was playing with Max. One of the bodyguards, growing impatient, gave him a rough shove. "Get out of the way, you blind fool!"

With a thud, Cosmo fell to the ground. Anger flared in Jenny's eyes. Despite already making way for them, they had pushed Cosmo just for being a bit slow. It was excessive and uncalled for.

As the burly man prepared to walk past them, Matthew swiftly stepped forward, blocking his path. "Stop right there!"

The man glared at Matthew with disdain. "Get lost, or you'll regret it!"

Meanwhile, Cosmo struggled to his feet, grimacing in pain. He rolled up his pant leg, revealing a scraped knee as fresh blood slowly oozed from the wound.

at Cosmo's injured leg, he turned to the burly man

distance away, Lucas noticed the commotion and the roadblock his men made. His patience was waning and he snapped, "You idiot!

his arms. Emboldened by Lucas'

I'll smack you so hard you'll wish you

with a cold, steely light. As the man's

the burly man was

six feet into the air and landed heavily with a thud that

knocked him out cold, leaving him

henchmen were stunned and stood in silence, unable to process what had just

their

the heavyweight of the

his

been defeated in a

from earlier shifted into astonishment, and

a mocking sneer. "You've got some nerve,

his eyes

up Lucas. The man had

hands covered in calluses-classic signs of someone trained in