The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 173

The slap stunned everyone present. Lucas' henchmen stood there as if they'd seen a ghost.

Layla's expression was equally shocked. Her father, Andy Crane, always spoke of Ansel with the highest respect, praising his wisdom, esteemed status, and mysterious background. But why was he suddenly hitting someone?" Clutching his cheek, Lucas stared at Ansel in disbelief. "You... you hit me? My dad sent me here to ask you to be my mentor... I've shown you nothing but respect. And just because of someone-"

Ansel's hand cut through the air again, silencing Lucas mid-sentence with another slap.

He scolded, "You may not have shown me disrespect, but you disrespected this man. Let me tell you, even if your father dared to show him any disrespect, I'd still slap him!"

Lucas was completely taken aback. The shock reverberated through him, leaving him utterly stunned. His father was the head of the Crane family, a man of considerable stature.

Yet, here was Ansel, declaring with authority that he would also strike his father without hesitation if it came to that.

Who was this man standing before him, and why did he have Ansel's profound respect?

The more Lucas pondered it, the more his astonishment grew. Clutching his face, he hesitantly asked, "Who... who exactly is he?"

Ansel responded with a dismissive snort, "You're not worthy of knowing who he is!"

Upon seeing this, Lucas realized that Ansel was showing Matthew deep respect. A surge

tone. "Please, treat me as if

know who you were. It was my mistake. There's no need for you

that, Lucas raised his hand and began slapping his own face. The sharp sounds echoed in the

wasn't that

Cosmo couldn't bear it anymore. He approached Matthew, his voice trembling.

Matthew ruffled Cosmo's hair

soft.

pay the price, and you must make them suffer so much they'll

an

looked at Matthew with a hint of fear in his eyes, nodding silently. "Alright. I got

Cosmo into

glance at Max. "Useless mutt. You didn't even bark at

mistake, hanging its head low and remaining

their way up to the ninth floor. At the entrance, Lucas stopped slapping himself. He massaged his swollen cheeks. "What should

you to go looking for trouble? I bet Dad will break your legs if you return empty-handed!" Lucas stared at the signboard of Opulent Club, his face filled with worry as he covered his face. "Will he forgive me