The Great Medical Saint

Matthew knew what Tracy was getting at, but he couldn't tell her about his cultivation or his medical knowledge. Besides, he didn't even know the answers to certain questions. For example, he'd once asked about Nicholas' background. Nicholas had only said, "You'll know who I am without even asking when you're truly powerful. You're not at that stage yet, so you won't know what my identity truly means even if I were to tell you."

Matthew hadn't been happy with that answer, but it was the only one Nicholas would give, no matter how many times he asked. After some time, he stopped asking.

Now that Tracy was asking who he was, he seemed to understand what Nicholas had meant. Still, he couldn't answer her the way Nicholas had answered him. Instead, he chuckled and said, "I'm a man."

Tracy stared at him for a while, not expecting his answer to be just like that. She said huffily, "What the hell was that?"

Matthew laughed. "What, you don't believe me? Do you want to verify it yourself?"

She flushed. "As if I'd want that! You pervert!"

He looked unfazed. At least he'd gotten her off his back. He thought about Ozenia Charity and couldn't help feeling that there was something wrong with it. It looked like it would be Wealthwave Group's main enemy for the time being. "Should we look into Ozenia Charity?"

Tracy shook her head. "No. It's just a charity organization. Even if there's something wrong with it, how bad can it be? Sheldon is the real problem here. Let's head back and discuss this with Rae."

Matthew nodded, not because he agreed with her, but because he was just a driver. Rachel was the one who called the shots when it came to Wealthwave Group.

...

Sheldon was furious upon learning that Matthew had seriously injured John. He flung his coffee mug onto the floor, shattering it.

Then, he roared hysterically, "It has to be Matthew. He must've killed Jeffrey!"

William's hands trembled as he clenched them around the armrests of his chair. "How dare he? How dare he lay a hand on a member of the Smith family! He has to pay for this with his life!" Sheldon shot to his feet upon hearing that. "I'll go kill him right now!"

William held up a hand. "Hold it! I sent you to learn the art of cultivation, not to become an axe murderer.

"Our true goal is to turn the Smith

family into a martial arts family so

that it can last for hundreds and

even thousands of years. I don't want t our family to fade from existence after just two or three generations like every other family out there."

Sheldon stared at him in disbelief. "Are you telling me to let Matthew off the hook?"

William shook his head. "The fact that he managed to defeat John means that he's not a weakling-you'll be putting yourself at risk by picking a fight with him.

"Besides, Layla Crane is still in Lambda. You've given her your word that you won't do anything to him, and you can't go back on it. We have to do this the smart way. "Our intel shows that he has a child, right? Take her away! I'm sure he'll willingly give up his life for her sake."

Sheldon gave him an admiring look.

He had to admit that William was much wiser than him. It was evident he still lacked thoughtfulness when dealing with certain matters

"Understood. I'll get right on it."

William held up a hand again. "People of high status should avoid unnecessary risks. If you want to kill someone, you'll need to first select the right blade.

"I think Matthew's ex-wife's brother, the one that he beat up, is a good choice. His name is Xavier Sanders.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

"It seems that he's the type who

loves money. All you need to do is

give him some and tell him that the Smith family will watch over him. I'm sure he'll be more than willing to do bidding."

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...

Rachel was in the president's office at Wealthwave Group. She'd just made herself a coffee and taken a sip when Matthew strode into the room.

She put down her cup and asked, "Where's Tracy?"

He told her Tracy was in the toilet, then picked up her coffee and took a sip. She flushed. "Could you not use my cup? Think about what people say if they see this." Matthew pushed the cup back toward her. "There's nobody else around, is there?"