The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 709

Quentin picked up on the anger in Vernon's voice and knew that he always followed through with his words. Matthew was out of luck to tick off Vernon. His entire family was going to be wiped out soon.

After a pause, Vernon looked up at the tall chimney. Noticing that it was completely quiet, he frowned. "How come production's halted? Now that I'm here, we need to get things going again. Get all the workers back to the factory."

Quentin readily worked on the task. "I'll notify Julian to make sure the factory workers get back to work."

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At Silverbrook Village, there was a small yard with its door wide open. Matthew came out of the yard and made his way to the village entrance.

An old man flying a kite squinted. His eyes lit up for a second before the spark faded away. He was already in his twilight years and therefore walking unsteadily like he could collapse at any moment.

He moved with small steps like he was too old to move his legs properly. He held a wet kite string in his hand, water dripping down from it and running along his hand.

The old man looked up and saw that the kite wasn't flying very high, not even reaching the height of power lines. The kite was top-notch, and it was so light that it took just a little breeze to get it up in the air.

He pulled the kite string along as he walked toward Matthew. Just as he reached Matthew, the kite string suddenly slipped from his hand, and the kite shot up. He cried out in surprise, throwing the string away.

The wet kite string was tossed toward Matthew's legs. The old man's eyes hardened as he watched the scene unfold.

Matthew was walking when he suddenly kicked the spool of kite string. The spool spun as it flew toward the old man. Terrified, the latter was about to shout in panic.

However, the spool of string wrapped around the old man's neck. As the kite flew up, a gust of wind sent it drifting south, and the string happened to land right on the power line.