Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 1571

Odette's heartless words snatched the air from Edmund's lungs. Outraged, he clenched his jaw and roared, "What did my father ever do to you, Odette? How could you say that about him?"

She snorted and drawled, "I can say whatever I want about him. What are you going to do about it, Edmund? You don't honestly think you're still the high-and-mighty young master of the Albright Family, are you? As far as anyone knows, you've already been thrown out of the family like a stray mutt! How dare you talk to me this way?"

At once, everyone in the lounge burst into raucous laughter. Julian, in particular, guffawed as he praised, "Well said, Odette, though stray mutt might be an over-glorification of this useless piece of trash!" Then, he turned to eye Edmund imperiously. "I'll give you another chance, Edmund. Get down on your knees and apologize to Odette, then I might consider letting you off this time. If not, I'll chop off both your legs and you'll never get to kneel again!"

Edmund spat, "Go ahead. Kill me if you're so great! See if I'll flinch in the face of death!"

Julian's eyes widened by a fraction as he bit out maliciously, "Well, aren't you an ambitious one? Fine. If it's death you want, then so be it!" As he said this, he grabbed the paring knife off the table and lunged forward, aiming for Edmund's neck.

At the very last second, Edmund's gaze flickered over to Odette, who watched him with cold humor. There was not a single trace of reluctance and unease on her face. In fact, she even looked excited.

A bitter chuckle escaped him. The knife was drawing near, and so was his end. He did not flinch. Instead, he closed his eyes slowly.

After all, what did he have to live for now that the only hope he had left in this world was brutally shattered?

However, he had closed his eyes for what felt like an inordinate amount of time but felt no sharp knife plunging into his neck.

Surprised, he opened his eyes, only to see that Julian was sprawled on the couch and coughing up blood, looking severely wounded.

In a fit of bewilderment, Edmund turned to see that a young man had appeared next to him so soundlessly that he did not even sense his presence before this.

The young man was wearing a baseball cap that concealed his profile, but there was something familiar about him. It was Matthew, and he had overheard and seen everything while he was outside the door. He could have come in before the tension escalated, but he chose not to; he needed Edmund to go through this agony so that he would finally let go of Odette and whatever rose-colored past they shared. Presently, Julian spat out a mouthful of blood and glared at Matthew insidiously, demanding, "Who the hell do you think you are? I'm the successor to the Huntington Family, and you just punched me! You'll be sorry when my family hears of this! You have declared war with the Ten Greatest Families, you ignorant prick, and you... You're basically asking for death!"

Matthew scoffed, and his voice was low as he replied, "The only reason I didn't kill you, Julian, is because your life isn't mine to take; it's Edmund's! Just you wait. It won't be long now before Edmund kills you with his own bare hands!"

Julian froze when he heard this, then forced out, "You're saying this piece of trash here is gonna kill me? What are you, an idiot? You've come to the wrong place and picked on the wrong person, buddy, and for that, you won't leave here alive tonight!"

Odette helped Julian up frantically and roared at the others in the lounge, "What the hell are you all waiting for? He just hit Julian! You're supposed to kill him!"

Upon hearing this, the bystanders immediately surrounded Matthew, looking like they were ready to pummel him.

Matthew did not spare them a second glance as he casually grabbed Edmund by arm, then spun and ran out of the lounge. They had only just come up to the door when two men tried to block them, but Matthew fended them off with a swift punch before fleeing out of the Dynasty.

He brought Edmund to a remote corner and tossed him on the ground.

Staggering to his feet while holding onto the wall for support, Edmund gazed at Matthew and asked trepidatiously, "W-Who are you, sir? Why did you save me?"

Wordlessly, Matthew took off his baseball cap, revealing his full profile to Edmund.

It was only then that Edmund's eyes widened as he exclaimed in shock,

M-Mr. Larson?!