Man With Super Medical Skill novel Chapter 3373

Rocco's sudden command left Anton momentarily stunned. He lifted his head, locking eyes with Rocco, who spoke quickly, "Turn the ship around. We're not going back to Cathay just yet."

Rocco's eyes gleamed with intense determination. He had just thought of a brilliant plan, one that could destroy Matthew completely, plunging him into an abyss from which he could never return.

Anton looked conflicted as he replied, "Mr. Rocco, this isn't proper. Master specifically instructed that your first priority upon leaving was to return to Cathay."

Rocco, however, wasn't moved by Anton's words. His resolve remained firm, and he declared decisively, "Don't worry about it. If the old man asks, tell him it was all my idea."

Anton hesitated for a moment, recalling that Terrance had ordered him to ensure Rocco's safe return to Cathay. But he also knew this was the perfect opportunity to prove his loyalty to Rocco.

"Alright," Anton finally agreed and gave the order for the fleet to turn around.

"Don't head back to Everton. Find a nearby port instead."

The course change of their small fleet of three ships didn't seem to bother the Montirian navy, which let them proceed without question.

Once inside the cabin, Rocco's face lit up with fervent excitement. If his plan succeeded, Matthew would be utterly ruined.

"I need all the intelligence on the current situation," Rocco ordered Anton, his eyes gleaming with purpose.

Within moments, a document appeared on Rocco's desk, sent earlier from Hulwin by Miller.

"Tritus Lullaby of the Lullaby Family, Clara Birol, daughter of the Earl of Dornia…" Rocco muttered to himself as he read through the report. His mind worked quickly, calculating and considering the feasibility of his plan. Though he didn't know the Lullaby Family well, Anton had mentioned that their strength was comparable to the Cunningham Family. They would make a valuable piece in his strategy.

"Anton, once we reach the shore, find some gossipmongers. Make sure they overhear something 'by accident.'"

Anton, though confused by Rocco's sudden intensity, nodded in understanding. "What rumor should we spread, Mr. Rocco?"

A mysterious smile played across Rocco's lips as he grabbed a pen and began scribbling on the blank sheet Anton had provided. He wrote furiously, his expression increasingly satisfied. After nearly filling the page, Rocco handed it to Anton.

His voice was firm as he gave the next set of instructions. "Send my brother to negotiate with Tritus Lullaby and Clara Birol. Make sure they agree to help us with everything they've got. If they refuse, we'll sever all alliances with them. Tell my grandfather to use the entire Cunningham Family's resources to crush Matthew—economically and in every other way possible. And get in touch with every single group that has a grudge against Matthew. Bring them all into this."

Rocco's eyes glowed with ruthless determination. "If we're going to destroy Matthew, we'll make sure he doesn't have any chance to fight back. We'll rally all his enemies and wipe him out completely."

A massive plot was rapidly forming in Rocco's mind—a plan to annihilate Matthew. This was a killing stroke, and if it succeeded, no matter who stood behind Matthew, even if the Great Elder of the Martial League himself intervened, Matthew wouldn't survive.

Anton took the paper from Rocco, glancing at it. His eyes widened in shock, and his hands nearly trembled as the paper almost slipped from his grasp. "This is a monumental plot!"