Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3103

Marcus Newmont remained silent for a moment before putting a smile on his face.

"No, no, no, Mr. Zedbar. I believe you've misunderstood. We, the Newmont Family, have always believed in peace, so how could we possibly meddle in such affairs?"

Zedbar couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over him upon hearing those words.

However, in a surprising pivot, Marcus then said, "But your team is infested with many people who have become a blight due to Night Vines. So, to prevent Night Vines from entering the borders of Cathay, these people must be eliminated! Mr. Summit Warden, don't you agree?"

The air suddenly became thick with tension the moment Marcus finished speaking. His gaze was filled with murderous intent.

Standing off to one side, Matthew simply gave a slight nod.

Across from Marcus and Matthew, Enzo's faction made their way from the heart of the convoy to the forefront, driven by curiosity as the convoy came to a halt.

They arrived just in time to overhear Marcus' brazen remarks.

"Heh, you little b*stard, where did you get the nerve to spew such nonsense in front of us?"

"With just the three of you? Our force of a hundred thousand could drown you with just one spit!"

"Enough with the talk! Just give the order to shoot! Let's serve them some lead!"

As they kept bellowing, every combat member on the scene all readied their weapons and aimed at Matthew and the other two.

They were all just waiting for the command.

Zedbar, under the expectant gazes of everyone, gritted his teeth with a stern expression.

"Marcus Newmont, I'll do your family a favor. If you leave quietly, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Heh, there's no need!" Marcus sneered. "You should think about your own survival first! Summit Warden, you or me?"

In the face of a hundred thousand troops, Marcus and Matthew remained serene and composed, and even exchanged casual remarks.

Matthew rolled his neck and reached for the hilt of his sword.

"Given how much help I've received from you, Mr. Marcus, we'd like to take care of this ourselves!"

No sooner had he spoken than a cold gleam flashed from the sword.