Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)

Clara's words brimmed with inconsistencies, revealing her lack of understanding regarding Matthew.

If Sasha, who was deeply familiar with him, had replaced Helen, she would have easily detected the flaws in Clara's statements.

The two had known each other for quite some time, and Matthew's time in Hulwin felt like a distant memory. Yet Clara acted as if she had just begun her search for her husband.

Moreover, if he were present, he would never have used the death of his wife as an excuse.

Unfortunately, Helen knew very little about Matthew, and the prolonged silence from Sasha only deepened her biases against him. These factors left Helen devoid of any doubt about Clara's words.

"You should stay here for the next few days. I will find Matthew," Helen instructed, her face darkening as she struggled to suppress the anger simmering beneath the surface. Her voice dropped to a low, controlled tone as she spoke to Clara, who seemed genuinely afraid, nodding obediently.

If someone with a calmer head had been in the room, they would have sensed the dissonance in the situation, considering how everything unfolded far too smoothly. As Clara had mentioned, she resided on the outskirts of the city, a place that had been chaotic before Matthew's arrival.

How could such a beautiful girl like Clara stand there, seemingly unscathed by the turmoil surrounding her? It seemed implausible that she harbored no suspicions toward strangers.

Throughout their journey, Helen had hardly spoken, and Clara merely followed her back, looking lost and naïve. If such an innocent girl truly existed, she would likely have been trafficked by the Yarwood Family long ago.

Frustration boiled over as Helen retrieved a spare phone from her drawer. She dialed Matthew's number, desperate for him to return so she could confront him face-to-face and demand an explanation.

In the once dilapidated

neighborhood of Dewsbury, a remarkable transformation had taken place. The area buzzed with vibrant energy, showcasing three academic buildings dedicated to instruction, eight dormitories for rést, and expansive training and performance arenas.

Trash bins and water dispensers lined the hallways, ensuring that every martial arts student had access to fresh drinking water at any time.

Errol walked ahead, flanked by Pontus, whose eyes sparkled with excitement, while Matthew followed closely, all heading toward the cafeteria. The cafeteria was of utmost importance to Matthew.

He still recalled the troubling scene

at the martial arts league's training room on the second floor, where children had subsisted on meager portions of cabbage and tofu

instead of proper meals. This did not

nurture a child; it ruined them.novelbin

"Don't worry, Mr. Summit Warden, President. We have taken great care with the cafeteria at the Martial Arts Academy," Errol assured them with confidence.

"We used an open bidding process to ensure that all procedures remained transparent.

Monitoring cameras will be installed in the cafeteria to prevent any nepotism or corruption among the staff. Additionally, we will conduct regular visits, gathering information from students to stay informed about the academy's conditions."

A strong sense of assurance glimmered in Errol's eyes. Under his watch, every aspect of the Martial Arts Academy received the highest level of attention, ensuring that nothing would go awry.

"By the way, we haven't decided on a

name for the academy yet." Errol

suddenly turned to Matthew and

Pontus, focusing primarily on Matthew. Pontus, the large man, had limited interests; aside from martial

arta

he was captivated only by the admiration reflected in children's eyes.

Matthew pondered for a few seconds before finally speaking. "Let's call it the Academy of Future Martial Arts."

Errol's eyes lit up at the suggestion. "The future representing the future of the martial league and martial arts. What a brilliant name!"

As laughter and conversation filled the air, Matthew's phone vibrated incessantly in the vehicle they had arrived in, pulling him back to the pressing realities that awaited him.