Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3259

In the opulent palace of Montiria, King Gadel sat upon his majestic throne, his countenance as unreadable as the smooth surface of a tranquil lake, as he observed the video on his tablet.

The video bore the title—'Sudden Submission of Gloam the Mad Dog on Main Street—Who Exactly is Matthew?'

With a delicate swipe of his finger, another video emerged on Gadel's screen.

'Shocking Revelation: The Incomparable Matthew, Leader of the Summit Wardens!'

Displayed was an image, a compilation of Matthew's information readily accessible online.

Even this scant information illuminated the fact that Matthew was far from ordinary—he was a figure destined for greatness.

Gadel's eyes were riveted on the videos, his thoughts as turbulent as the stormy sea.

He comprehended that Gloam's abrupt capitulation was undeniably linked to Matthew.

Just the day before, a sweeping acquisition of assets across Montiria had provoked the tax authorities and various institutions to issue urgent reports.

And every single asset ranging from oil fields, expanses of land, and luxurious mansions to sprawling companies and industrious factories were registered under a single name—Matthew.

These holdings collectively represented nearly a third of Montiria's total assets, startlingly amassed by a foreigner.

Even a native of Montiria possessing such wealth would have faced dire consequences, let alone a foreigner.

Worse still, Matthew now held sway over the very pulse of Montiria's commercial market.

Should Matthew choose to shut down operations, closing all those companies...

Within days, Montiria's market would be plunged into disarray.

Many businesses had already locked their doors, and the few remaining establishments could not possibly cater to the demands of the Montirian populace.

A significant portion of the enterprises and businesses under Matthew's name were small-scale, but they were the lifeblood of Montiria's daily economy.

Until new companies capable of sustaining the daily market emerged, Montiria could not afford to lose them.

With a deep, mournful sigh, Gadel's thoughts crystallized—he recognized the stark reality.

"Considering Matthew's nature and actions, what exactly troubles you?"

"Is it his formidable, grandmaster-level power? Or is it his control over nearly a third of Montiria's assets?"

Gadel's eyes narrowed as a shadow of darkness settled over his face. His voice fell to a cold, measured tone.

"Arnold, it seems you understand me all too well."

It was a serious breach for a subordinate to discern the ruler's inner thoughts—an act of dangerous presumption.

Yet Arnold offered no further explanation, continuing unfazed.

"Has Matthew ever wronged you in any way?"

"The hospital was sealed off, Thorneville was encircled, its power and water supplies cut—you saw it all yet did nothing."

"But when Dornia, in league with Garrett, attempted to undermine Montiria's markets, Matthew swiftly intervened with aid."