Chapter 114 , Ansel saw the ring, and his aged eyes lit up with recognition. “I can’t say. Your mentor must tell you personally. However, there’s one thing you must know,” he said. , “As long as you’re alive, you can’t lose this ring.” , Matthew grew a little frustrated from the lack of information. He asked, “What if I die?” , Ansel suddenly laughed. “Sir, if you’re dead, it will no longer be your concern.” , He continued, “Even if your mentor possesses extraordinary skills, he can’t retrieve you from hell and slip this ring back onto your finger.” , Realizing he wouldn’t obtain any useful information, Matthew decided to learn more about the task instead.. , “Where can I find the Medieval Medicine text?” he asked. “Do you have any news?” , not aware of , of its , Ansel smiled and replied, “The Medieval Medicine was in Walter Reed’s possession at the time, but I’m not a , whereabouts afterward.” , Matthew frowned. Jenny had mentioned that her grandfather never passed down any medical literature. , He secretly thought that this matter might become a little troublesome. , Finally, he said, “I’ll find a way on my own.” , Ansel smiled and offered, “Sir, would you like me to a few people to you? They can run errands and assist you with whatever you need.” , Matthew shook his head. “It’s too much trouble. I’m leaving,” he replied, then stood up to leave thereafter. , Ansel watched Matthew leave and shook his head slightly. “Young people are so impetuous. Why don’t they like the extra help?” , Ivy Glover stepped out from the shadows just then, radiating exceptional beauty, and flaunting an attractive figure. , She approached Ansel and inquired, “Does he see me as a mere bodyguard?” , Ansel shook his head. “Ivy, with your skills, how could he underestimate you? He just didn’t notice you,” he replied. , Ivy felt reluctant and asked, “Mr. Mullins, why didn’t you let me come out and demonstrate my abilities?” , Ansel shook his head again. “He holds the authority here. I need his to yourself,” said. “He doesn’t want any help as he finds it troublesome.” , Meanwhile, Matthew took the elevator down to , the first f , floor. As soon as he stepped out, he saw Marty. , “Mr. Grant, are you leaving now?” Marty asked. “Do you need a car?” , Matthew shook his head and replied, “No need.” , Marty accompanied him out, passing by the front desk. They happened to notice Cole arguing with the staff at the service desk. , Matthew frowned and continued on his way out, showing no interest in engaging with Cole. , Cole, however, saw Matthew emerge and immediately pointed at him. “It’s him! You have to verify his identity,” he , shouted. , “There’s no way he the qualifications to be a member of Opulent Club.” , Matthew expect Cole to still be causing trouble. cast a sideways glance at Marty. , Marty immediately discerned the meaning behind his gaze and briskly walked to the front desk. , Chapter 114 , The staff member saw him approach and immediately reported to Marty in a hushed tone“He insists on verifying Mr. Grant’s identity, but we don’t have the authority.” , Marty waved his hand. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll take of him.” , Cole felt hopeful upon hearing this. “Mr. Miller, you must have been deceived by him,” he . “You might that he’s still the owner of Evergreen Group, but in reality-” , Marty suddenly slapped him midway through his sentence. A crisp slap echoed, and the room suddenly grew silent. , Cole covered his face, incredulously asking, “You… Why did you hit me?” , Opulent Club was very mysterious and powerful, but there had never been incident of violence against members. , Cole was stunned after getting slapped. , The two staff members were also shocked by Marty’s actions, their expressions betraying their disbelief. , Matthew raised his eyebrows in mild surprise. He had just casually mentioned it, not expecting Marty to act on whim. , Marty said coldly, “You insist I verify Mr. Grant’s information. Who else should I hit if not you?” , Cole was so angry that he was on the verge of cursing. , he held back because Marty was the manager Opulent Club, , “Why address him so politely? He’s nothing but trash now,” he retorted. “You’re wrong!” , Marty explained coldly, “Mr. Grant is a VIP guest here.” , Search the website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.