The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 777

Matthew continued going toward Nathan and coldly remarked, "Are you the owner of The Misfortune's Veil?"

Nathan was filled with a panic. The sense of having his cover blown was terrifying.

Matthew looked at Nathan with a piercing gaze that was as sharp as a knife, causing Nathan to feel his skin crawl.

Looking at the rushing Lambda River behind him, Nathan replied, "If I say I'm not the owner of The Misfortune's Veil, would you believe me?"

Matthew kept closing in. "Of course not."

Upon seeing Matthew get closer, Nathan nervously put up a hand to stop him. "Don't come any closer! Stay away. One more step, and I'm jumping into the river."

Jumping into the river?

Matthew was convinced that Nathan couldn't swim and shrugged indifferently. "I came here to kill you anyway. If you jump, you'd just be saving me trouble. Go ahead and do it."

Staring at the turbulent waters, Nathan's face turned pale with fright.

Back when he was learning to swim, he swallowed some water and got so scared that he never tried again. At this point, he deeply regretted it. If he had known, he would've learned it no matter what.

As Matthew continued to approach, Nathan panicked. "S-Stop. Don't kill me. I've never killed anyone, and I haven't even tried to harm you."

Matthew's gaze turned cold. "You may not have done it yourself, but you're the mastermind behind it."

Nathan backed up once more, his foot now on the edge of the riverbank. If he moved any farther, he'd lose his footing and roll down the slope into Lambda River.

Seeing the turbulent waters, his face went pale with fright as he shouted, "Spare my life. I'll work for you. Whoever you want dead, I'll take care of it. Tell me the name, and I'll make sure they're gone without a trace."