Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 2152 The Enraged Orlaith

Once all the grandmasters and bodyguards hidden in the shadow retreated, Gianna shifted her gaze to Brittany.

Shortly after, sparks of joy silently surfaced in her bright eyes as she said, "You are a replica of the younger version of your mother."

As Gianna spoke, she led Matthew and Brittany to the pavilion beside the garden.

On the other hand, Brittany was utterly confused.

After all, she only followed Matthew here all this while, not knowing what was going on. Moreover, Billy never brought up her mother's family. Therefore, she was completely unfamiliar with the connection between Gianna's existence and her life.

Still, Brittany could feel an inexplicable sense of kinship with Gianna ever since she laid her eyes on the woman.

After Matthew took a seat, he took out a pill case.

"Ms. Nolan, this is a gift I've brought as a token of my gratitude for inviting us over. These are Beauty-Nourishing Pills refined from the seeds of a flaming rainbow lily. I hope that they are to your liking." Matthew pushed the pill case toward Gianna, which surprised her.

Then, she looked at Brittany, who had been silent all this while.

At once, Gianna seemed to have grasped the situation. How interesting. Is this young man worried that I will make things difficult for Brittany?

Gianna involuntarily smiled as she thought of that.

Just a few days before the meeting of Matthew and Gianna, a major incident broke out in Highsea.

A luxury cruise ship was spotted cruising gradually in Highsea, but Orlaith, who was on board, still had a gloominess written all over her face. Her currently nasty mood was all thanks to Matthew.

Her initial plan was to avenge Zayn's death during her trip to Bainbridge this time. To her consternation, not only was she unable to harm Matthew in the slightest, but she was also being held accountable by the Martial League for the crime of disrupting order and intentionally injuring others.

If the Baeddans hadn't backed her up and paid a high price in exchange for her freedom, she would have already been imprisoned in Bainbridge, Cathay at this moment. Nonetheless, what angered her more was that hundreds of her competent, high-ranking masters and group of elite fighters vanished into thin air, leaving no trace.

Orlaith broke the wine glass in her hand into pieces in a fit of anger. "Vengeance will be mine!" she swore, looking extremely terrifying with her gloomy face and bloodshot eyes. Alas, just when she was raging in her room, the cruise ship suddenly juddered, catching Orlaith off guard and making her stagger.

"Where the hell is everybody?!" she roared with anger flaming in her heart.

At once, one of Orlaith's subordinates rushed to her room. The moment he opened the door, he felt a chill all over his body as if he had fallen into an ice hole.

Meanwhile, Orlaith was glaring at her subordinate with a murderous gaze.

"I'm sorry, Miss Baeddan. A huge ship ahead has blocked our way. So, we have no choice but to stop cruising forward."

After that, the subordinate hurriedly got down on both knees and begged for mercy.

"Why do I need you when you can't even handle such a trivial matter?"

As soon as she said that, Orlaith grabbed the handle of her sword with her right hand.

An icy radiance flashed in the air. Without delay, Orlaith chopped off the right arm of the subordinate, who was kneeling on the ground.

"I ought to see this fearless person who dares to block the path of the Baeddans' cruise ship," Orlaith snorted disdainfully.

With that, she strode out, leaving only the subordinate who had lost his right arm in the room. The poor underling could only groan in pain as he held his mutilated arm.

When Orlaith arrived at the deck, she immediately spotted the large ship. It was an extraordinarily large ship at a length of more than 200 feet and a width of about 50 feet. That monstrosity had also anchored itself more than 10 feet away from her ship. By the time she managed to tear her eyes away from the battleship, she immediately caught sight of a tan-skinned man in a robe that rustled against the sea breeze and a ferocious-looking Green Phoenix that was nearly 3.3 feet stood quietly on his shoulder. Its piercing eyes looked around like a sword ready to strike at a moment's notice.

At that moment, an old saying came across Orlaith's mind, Among the 361 species of birds and insects, the Green Phoenix is crowned as the king. And as the king of birds, it is impossible to make the Green Phoenix submit to you if you are not a champion among men.

Therefore, based on this point, Orlaith could tell that this man in the robe was definitely far from a nobody.