The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 267

Matthew replied curtly, "I'm here to kill you."

He was hostile to organizations from Eastoria. Nonetheless, he wanted to talk to Rhett and learn the Eastorians' true goal.

Rhett shook his head slightly. He knew Matthew must be after something else, given that he hadn't attacked right after seeing him.

He said confidently, "I'm not afraid of death. Death, to me, is like falling asleep. But if possible, I'd rather not sleep. Money can get you anything you want. Tell me, how much do you want?"

Money?

Matthew slowly held up one finger.

Rhett responded with a smile, "100 thousand dollars, yes? I'll give you that. Give me your account number."

Matthew pointed to the sky, meaning "higher."

Rhett was still smiling. "100 million dollars? Alright, I'll give you 100 million dollars."

Matthew pointed up once again.

Rhett's smile vanished. "You want a billion dollars? That's far too greedy, don't you think?"

Matthew continued to point up, wanting more.

Rhett looked appalled. "You want ten billion dollars? Are you insane?"

Thinking that he had reached Rhett's limit, Matthew said, "Give me the money, and we can pretend I was never here. I'll simply turn and leave."

Rhett was hesitant. Ten billion dollars was the total expense of that location for a year. Moreover, it was the total expense of tens of departments.

As the leader, he had the authority to give Matthew the money. However, if he did so, his position would come to nothing.

When his eyes landed on Silas, he regained his confidence. Silas was worth ten billion dollars. "I'll give you the money. Ten billion dollars. After that, you must leave immediately."