Man With Super Medical Skill novel Chapter 3623

Morton kept talking, but his gaze never slipped from the lead black-robed guard.

He looked ready to call him out as the clueless fool right then and there.

"You either move along, or I'm charging you with disturbing the peace," the guard said firmly.

"And I'm not messing around."

There was clear irritation in his voice.

"Someone's getting antsy."

Morton's expression turned into a wide grin as he shifted his attention back to Matthew.

"Matteo, bro, I've got a guide service too. You want me to show you the ropes?"

Morton was a natural salesman, always ready to squeeze every opportunity.

He knew Matthew was new to Blackshore Island and didn't hesitate to offer extra help.

Matthew nodded.

"Yeah, that sounds good, Mr. Morton."

"No trouble at all," Morton said, his smile spreading like sunlight.

Nothing made him happier than making a buck.

He threw a proud, disdainful glance toward the black-robed guards, then led Matthew further into District 13.

Buildings stood side by side, lining the street where people constantly passed by.

But the atmosphere was thick and heavy—oppressive in District 13.

Everyone moved quickly, and they were cloaked from head to toe in black robes.

And there was Matthew—sharp, bright in his white clothes, standing out starkly in the sea of darkness.

"Matteo, bro, I gotta admit, that outfit looks sharp," Morton said with a smirk.

"Just not exactly the vibe we've got around here."

Matthew smiled faintly.

"Why's that?"

Morton gestured to the crowd.

"Look at them—all wearing black robes.

"It's not that they like it—it's how you last longer here.

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