Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3482

Upon hearing Matthew's words, Angus' expression changed slightly.

After a moment of thought, he chose not to dismiss the proposal and simply nodded in agreement.

"Ha!" As the group of stone traders tried to process the situation, a sudden outburst of laughter erupted among them.

A man with a rather delicate demeanor stepped out from the crowd.

With a delicate gesture, his fingers came together stylishly as he glared at Matthew with a scornful look. The man began to reprimand him loudly, "Who do you think you are to make such absurd claims? Everyone present has years of expertise in stone dealings, and we unanimously believe nothing is noteworthy about this.

"And you—what, you've barely spent a year in this industry? And you presume to speak like this? I'll tell you this—you're poorly suited for the stone trade. In fact, you'd be better off as a gigolo!" The delicate man's tone was saturated with mockery, and he concluded his tirade with a hearty laugh, capturing the attention of those around him.

"Yeah, right! Mr. Lopez, where on earth did you come across this guy? He really has no boundaries," one of the stone traders complained.

"Conceited, utterly conceited!" another stone trader shouted.

Among the stone traders, those who had been at odds with Angus for quite some time seized the chance to join in the ridicule.

They had harbored a grudge against him for years, and now, by targeting Matthew, the person he brought with him, they found the perfect chance to express their animosity.

Yet, he maintained his composure. He raised his voice, effectively quieting the crowd.

"If I have made the decision to purchase this stone, then I couldn't care less if it turns out to be worthless," he proclaimed, his tone resolute and unwavering.

Then, addressing one of the traders who had just spoken, he added with a slight yet menacing smile, "Mr. Swain, if my memory serves me right, you have a shipment currently en route, don't you?"

He could tolerate being mocked himself, but he would never allow Matthew, whom he had personally invited to be insulted by these people.

His typically gentle gaze sharpened slightly as he turned his attention directly to one of the traders who had just spoken.

The stone trader instantly halted when he sensed the cold glint in Angus' eyes. The mocking expression on his face disappeared in an instant.

If it turned out that the mine was truly worthless, all the manpower and resources used by the Governor's Keep would be wasted. Even worse, the financial consequences could be immense.

As soon as he began to speak, the nearby stone traders eagerly contributed their opinions.

"Mr. Lew, this mine has hardly anything from our investigation—it's merely the top layer," said one of the traders.

"That's correct, Mr. Lew. No matter how promising the surface looks, one swing of the pickaxe will reveal nothing but dirt," another trader agreed.

The effeminate man snapped his fingers dramatically and raised his voice in a pointed, mocking manner while the group was busy sharing their evaluations with him. "Well, that may not be true. After all, Mr. Lopez's guest seems to be some sort of enigmatic expert."

"They boldly asserted that there's definitely valuable ore here," one of the traders rebuked.

"And even claimed they'd take this mine, regardless of its worth!" another trader shouted.

"Mr. Lew, why not just sell it to them?" the trader asked.