Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3467

From behind the large tree, a figure slowly emerged—a middle-aged man with a neatly trimmed mustache. His face carried an expression of admiration as he looked at Matthew.

"Sir, you've been following me for a while now. What exactly do you want?" Matthew's tone was cold, his words laced with an icy edge.

The man smiled politely. "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm a disciple of the Marine Corps. My master would like to meet with you, Mr. Larden. Would you be willing to spare some time?"

Matthew regarded him impassively. "I don't know your master."

"That's no problem," the man replied, maintaining his polite smile. "Surely, you've heard of the Marine Corps?"

Matthew nodded. How could he, the leader of Virtue Hall, not know?

"My master holds considerable influence within the Marine Corps. With just a word, he could make you one of its disciples." The man's words, though devoid of mockery, carried a faint air of arrogance.

Matthew's eyes gleamed with mild amusement. "Fine. Take me to your master."

After hearing Matthew agree, the man's smile widened. "Serving under my master is a privilege most can only dream of. You're quite fortunate to have caught his attention."

Matthew said nothing, simply following the man. He was curious to see what kind of immense power this so-called master wielded.

They arrived at a bamboo grove by the island's shore. The man stopped outside the grove and gestured toward a path. "My master is waiting inside. You may go in."

Matthew nodded and walked along the indicated path.

The bamboo grove was quiet except for the chirping of insects. Suddenly, Matthew's hands shot up, intercepting something mid-air.

Smack!

Matthew caught the flask effortlessly, his expression calm as he regarded the man.

What's with this guy? Is he crazy? Matthew wondered silently.

Seeing Matthew catch the flask with ease, the young man's anger evaporated as quickly as it had appeared. A broad grin returned to his face. "Matteo, I've heard about your exploits. You're quite impressive. Here's the deal: become my subordinate, and I'll guarantee your place in the Marine Corps. In fact, even the Six Grand Halls would be within your reach. What do you say?"

Matthew studied the young man, amused by his overconfidence. "And what if I want to join Virtue Hall? Can you make that happen?"

The young man waved his hand dismissively. "Virtue Hall's leader, Matthew Larson, is a good friend of mine. We're as close as brothers. One word from me, and you'll be in."