The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 447

Renae would rather die alongside Matthew than get sold off by Sandra for the second time…

Sandra's face turned pallid upon hearing her response. She watched as her daughter cried and wondered if she could still try and explain herself.

"I'm not selling you off… That's just a wedding gift… You know the rules! Everyone in town…"

Renae couldn't bear to hear another word. They were now living in modern society, and even the villagers would consider their daughter's opinions before they discussed the wedding gifts.

But Sandra had never once asked Renae nor took her feelings into consideration.

She interrupted Sandra and sobbed. "Mom, stop explaining already. Please! Just head off quickly, or you won't be able to escape when those people come for the medical literature!"

Immediately after Sandra heard of the dangers, she was extremely scared and stopped talking. Then, she turned to leave with Donna in a panic.

Once both Donna and Sandra were out of the courtyard, Donna expressed her dissatisfaction. "Mom, even farmers who rear cows and cattles would quote a price worthy of their efforts.

"So, you're not wrong for insisting on a larger amount as her wedding gift. You worked so hard to raise her, after all."

However, Sandra only went on bitterly. "But Renae cried."

Donna then frowned and said, "Mom, crying is considered a woman's greatest weapon, so don't fall for her act. You have to think about it. We'd get rich if we received a wedding gift of 500 thousand dollars.

"Besides, she'll be a part of her husband's family once she's married. If I have to take care of you alongside Stephen, we'll need money from the wedding gift. It can be your pension as well.

"You have to think of another way to ask for a bigger amount! There aren't any other shops besides the one in this town!"

The two chatted as they walked further and further away.

Inside the junk yard, Matthew put the Scholarly Tradition into the inner pocket of his clothes. He noticed Dominic and his group of men standing upright in neat rows as they looked at him.

Matthew couldn't help but to knit his brows together, "You guys… What are your plans?"