Man With Super Medical Skill novel Chapter 3622

Morton's broad frame planted itself squarely between Matthew and the black-robed guards, cutting off their sharp stares like a shield.

The pain flickering across his face seemed real, like the weight of the situation was pressing down on him.

The guards standing behind Morton were certain Matthew would buy the pass from him—there was no doubt about it.

Their attitude was clear: if Morton wasn't going to make things easy, neither would they.

One of the black-robed men raised his voice, calling out directly to Matthew.

"Bro, don't let this smooth talker take you for a ride.

"That pass? It shouldn't cost more than five thousand Dornia Emeralds. Anything extra, and he's ripping you off."

Morton's sincere expression faltered, a quick shudder running through him.

He spun around, shouting back at the guard.

"Five thousand Dornia Emeralds? That's a joke! Five thousand won't even cover my costs.

"If you keep spreading lies here, I'll report you to the guards myself.

The guard sneered, turning his head with a dismissive flick.

Morton forced a tight smile and looked back at Matthew.

"Bro, you gotta trust me on this.

"In business, I'm all about honor—I'd never screw over my own.

"And besides, you look exactly like the little brother I lost years ago."

As Morton poured his heart into the act, the guard who had turned away suddenly spun back, a mocking grin curling his lips.

"Oh wow, you really have friends everywhere.

"I think you 'adopted' one just a few days ago, and now here comes another.

"That musclehead from before? Not even close to this guy in terms of looks."

The guard's words froze the smile on Morton's face solid.

"Aren't you guys in the guard supposed to keep a serious, cold image?

"This is what your 'image' looks like?

"Your mouth's so loose.

"Even the nosy neighbor lady next door wouldn't talk this much."

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