Chapter 452

Leyfic Valley, the provincial capital, was even more developed than Neptuna. Perseus and Arnold arrived early in the morning. "Mr. Caitford—" Perseus interrupted with a hesitant smile, "Actually, you can just call me Perseus." Arnold was a great guy, but he was very stubborn. He firmly believed that respect should be shown to those more skilled. Since Perseus' medical expertise surpassed his, Arnold felt obliged to address him formally. What could Perseus do? "No way! Principles exist for a reason, and I cannot betray mine!" Arnold was extremely serious. "Alright, alright. As long as you're happy, call me whatever you want." Perseus could only let Arnold do as he pleased. "Tell me about the patient's condition. Are we going there immediately or what?" Perseus was not one to demand appointments or have his patients beg for him; healing them was what mattered most. "I'm sure you've heard of Marshall Gray. He's an old friend of mine and the wealthiest man in Leyfic Valley. He st