The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 442

Now, immigrating to Eastoria just made Seth seem as if he had been oblivious to all the luxury and blessings he currently enjoyed and foolishly acknowledged a peasant as his godfather.

After he had coddled up to this godfather of his and became close enough to be family, he finally found out that his godfather was destitute.

In the end, Seth still had to return to his home country for support. But should he still acknowledge this godfather of his and move to Eastoria?

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Seth could see a casually dressed young man standing at the door. The man didn't work at the publisher, but he wasn't the delivery man either since he wasn't wearing a uniform. Immediately, Seth roared in anger, "What are you doing? Who told you that you could open the door? Screw off!"

The things he had discussed with Maurice needed to be kept a secret, or things could get out of hand. That was why Seth got angry when he saw the door getting pushed open randomly.

But Matthew maintained an indifferent expression and walked into the office. When he noticed the Scholarly Tradition in Maurice's hands, his gaze sharpened instantly.

Meanwhile Seth stood up aggressively when he saw Matthew ignoring his commands.

He pointed at Matthew and bellowed angrily, "Are you fucking deaf? I'm telling you to fuck off! If you don't get out this instant, I'll call the security guards—"

Then came a clean crisp slap that landed harshly on his cheek and interrupted his speech.

in pain. The slap was far too harsh for him to handle, and it battered him so hard that he began to see stars and wobbled

the table

Maurice and stretched his hand

wanted to take the Scholarly Tradition away from him, his

trying to take this book away from me! Just fuck off already if you don't

he'd received after all those years of hard work,

face. Like Seth, Maurice

for the Scholarly Tradition when it

to hit Maurice, Seth was sent into an electrifying

an Eastorian, ok? How dare you hit a guest?

This time, he had used the Pulverizer Fist

trickle out the wound and seeped through his shirt, creating a patch of red on his chest. It began to soak further down the shirt and eventually dripped onto the floor. Soon

was so frightened that his face drained of its color. "You... You're crazy! You killed him... Do you know what the consequences

his brows together and picked up the stool effortlessly as he walked toward Seth. "You talk

was scared out of his

come here. I'm telling you! I've already immigrated, so I'm an Eastorian now. If you so