Chapter 666

Having experienced Matthew's brutal side firsthand, Julian felt his skin crawl. When Matthew said he'd empty a whole magazine of bullets, he wasn't exaggerating. Julian felt like he could see more deaths unfolding before his eyes. A sudden chill ran down his spine. As Matthew's eyes locked onto him, he lowered his head, terrified to meet that haunting look. Matthew coldly remarked, "Feel the wrath of the townsfolks from Woolfields. Watch as the Fullers go down, one after another, right before you. Do you still have the nerve to make dirty money after that?" With that, he turned around to leave. Kingston followed suit as well. Julian's expression was filled with terror, and it took him a while to snap out of it after Matthew left. He muttered to himself, "He's a madman, a total psycho who kills for breakfast. How many more lives is he planning to take?" Matthew went home with Kingston. They sat on the couch in silence, blankly staring ahead. Neither of them spoke, and the air around them felt awkward. Kingston couldn't hold back anymore and asked, "Just who are you?" Matthew was surprised when Kingston broke the silence. He replied with a grin, "Didn't I already tell you? I'm with the medical sects. Why don't you believe me?" Kingston looked skeptical. "It's not that I don't trust you, but people from medical sects are all about saving lives. As a doctor, you're not treating the townsfolks. "Plus, the way you kill without hesitation is scary. How am I supposed to believe that you're a doctor?" Thinking back, Matthew realized he'd never practiced medicine seriously or worked as a doctor in a conventional sense. He only treated people when they came to him for help. Thus, Kingston's doubts were reasonable. After mulling over it, Matthew replied, "I'm part of the medical sects, but being a doctor isn't my job. I treat people based on my mood. Also, there's a reason I didn't treat the townspeople from Woolfields. "Look at how you offended Julian for their sake and almost got killed. But the townsfolks at Woolfields still treat you with such hostility. As the saying goes, we shouldn't bite the hands that feed us. "These people in Woolfields are nothing like that. They wouldn't even care if you get beaten to death, so they're not worth my time to treat them." After thinking it over, Kingston found the explanation reasonable. Then he suddenly remembered how brutal Matthew was when Matthew killed someone. "Why do you kill without a second thought then?" Matthew shouted, "Are you asking me why? Isn't it obvious? Take Eddie, for example. He doesn't see the people of Woolfields, or even you, as human. "To him, money is all that matters, no matter how many lives are lost. He treats human life like dirt, so I see him as lower than the animals. Thus, I won't twice about getting rid of him." Upon hearing that, Kingston was taken aback. But after carefully considering it, he was on the same page with Matthew. The moment that thought crossed Kingston's mind, he was flabbergasted. How did he actually agree with Matthew's view on taking lives? That was murder, for crying out loud. After a pause, Kingston sighed and stated in resignation, "I hate to say it, but you have a point." Matthew's eyes lit up with surprise. "So, does that mean you acknowledge that I'm with the medical sect now?" After a moment of hesitation, Kingston shook his head. "Regardless of whether you're with the medical sects, there's nothing I can do to help you." Matthew realized that his attempt at the conversation had failed. "Fine. Let's drop this for now. Our priority is figuring out the sleeping arrangements. Where am I sleeping?"