Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 965 - The Path of Ones Own

Chapter 965: Chapter 965: The Path of One’s Own Chapter 965 -965: The Path of One’s Own After leaving the Nine Pinnacles Mountain, Ethan Smith headed straight for the Knight family.

At this time, the vicinity of the Knight family had already been isolated, not allowing anyone to approach.

When Ethan Smith arrived at the Knight family’s place, his face immediately turned somewhat grim.

The once lively Knight family was now in a state of utter dilapidation.

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Even from a great distance, Ethan Smith could smell the faint dark energy emanating from the manor.

Ethan Smith took a deep breath, his figure flashed, and he stepped into the Knight family’s territory.

One after another, corpses were laid out on the ground. The grim manner of their deaths would be hard for anyone to bear.

Looking at the scene around him, Ethan Smith’s expression grew even more sullen.

“Dammit…Obadiah Heptinstall…”, Ethan Smith’s eyes turned blood red, filled with fury!

He bent down to pick up one of the bodies, intending to store it in the Spatial Magic Artifact.

However, the moment he lifted a corpse, Ethan Smith raised his eyebrows slightly.

These corpses had their divine senses absorbed, but the method used showed some differences from Obadiah Heptinstall’s.

Ethan Smith had seen Obadiah Heptinstall’s methods firsthand. The evil ghost he summoned would directly extract a person’s divine sense.

However, it looked as though these corpses were killed first, and their divine senses were forcibly taken afterwards.

“This technique, I seem to have seen it before…” Ethan Smith murmured.

At that moment, Ethan Smith’s pupils contracted sharply as he thought of a name!

Dudley Lynch!

This technique was strikingly similar to that used by Dudley Lynch!

“Could it be… it was done by Dudley Lynch!” Ethan Smith’s expression turned even colder.

Before Ethan Smith had time to ponder, he felt someone approaching.

Not wanting to waste time, Ethan Smith swiftly collected the bodies and then hurriedly departed.

Shortly after Ethan Smith left, Marc Fraley rushed over with haste.

Seeing the removed bodies, Marc Fraley couldn’t help but curse under his breath.

“I miscalculated!” Marc gritted his teeth, his face growing more and more gloomy.

“I knew it, someone would take the bodies away and that person would likely be Ethan Smith!”

Star, who was standing nearby, sniffed the air and nodded, “Indeed, it was Ethan Smith.”

“Dammit!” This made Marc even angrier!

He slammed his fist into the wall, unable to contain his swearing, “If I had known this, I wouldn’t have let Obadiah Heptinstall take the blame in the first place!”

“What do you mean?” Star frowned.

Before Marc could answer, Channing beside him snorted, “Of course, it means letting Ethan Smith take the blame instead. Lord Star, did your cultivation cause your brain to deteriorate?”

Star said nothing, standing there in silence.

With a cold smile, Marc Fraley said, “It seems that Ethan Smith has descended the mountain already.”

“Do you want me to take action?” Star asked.

With a wave of his hand, Marc replied: “No! I want to use Ethan Smith’s hands to get rid of these rebellious ones!”

Ever since the emergence of the Mystic Realm martial artists, the martial artists of the current world have been increasingly dissatisfied with the Capital City Martial Arts Association.

While Marc Fraley appeared indifferent on the surface, in reality, he had long remembered all of them.

Families like the Rhodes family, the Green family, the Bradley family, and others had started to oppose the Capital City Martial Arts Association!

“As far as I know, Ethan Smith seems to have mastered a technique called the Heaven Swallowing Skill.” Marc Fraley said with a cold smile.

“This technique can absorb people’s Inner Strength for one’s own use, and he has performed it several times in public.”

Understanding dawned on Channing, and he clasped his hands together, “Young Master Fraley is wise!”

Marc Fraley smirked cruelly, “Ethan Smith, not only am I going to have you killed, I’m also going to have you die an unjust death.”

So, Marc Fraley turned around and returned to his office.

He found Dudley Lynch again and shared his idea with him.

Upon hearing this, Dudley Lynch’s eyes lit up.

“Young master Fraley, this aligns perfectly with my intentions…” Dudley Lynch licked his lips.

“I’ve been wanting to absorb all these people. Thanks, young master Fraley…”

Marc waved him off, “Go on, remember, do it one by one to gradually cause panic, understand?”

“Don’t worry, I’m well versed in this…,” said Dudley Lynch, licking his lips before turning around and leaving.

Star felt a little uneasy and spoke up. “You really want to kill so many people?”

“Those who oppose my wishes ought to die!” Marc roared.

Sighing, Star muttered to himself under his breath, “Young Master Fraley, I fear that you’ve lost your mind. If you continue like this, you’ll never be able to reach the Martial Saint Realm in your lifetime…”

…

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Ethan Smith brought these corpses back to Nine Pinnacles Mountain.

Seeing the corpses, Ricardo Bowman broke down into tears.

He knelt in front of these disfigured corpses, sobbing uncontrollably.

Everyone could see his distress, and it hit them hard.

“Try to keep your sorrow in check,” Daphne Green walked over and whispered comfortingly.

Off to the side, Ethan Smith stood silently, patiently waiting for Ricardo Bowman.

After an unknown period, Ricardo’s emotions finally began to calm down.

“Obadiah Heptinstall… I will never forgive you!” Ricardo clenched his fists, his eyes seemingly spouting flames.

At that moment, Ethan Smith, in a low voice, said, “This… might not be the doing of Obadiah Heptinstall.”

“Hmm?” Hearing his words, everyone looked at Ethan Smith.

Ethan immediately explained the differences between Obadiah Heptinstall’s techniques and what was left on the corpses.

“I witness Obadiah Heptinstall’s technique myself; this is not his doing,” Ethan Smith said with a serious face.

“If not him, then who?” asked Daphne Green, frowning.

Ethan Smith took a deep breath and replied, “Dudley Lynch—this is exactly like his technique.”

“Dudley Lynch? You mean the previous ‘Number One Person of Central Plains’?” Blaise Rhodes asked in surprise.

Ethan nodded and said, “This man is now working for the Capital City Martial Arts Association, I suspect that this was done by them.”

“The Capital City Martial Arts Association!”

Upon hearing this, everyone’s eyes widened in shock!

“No way, while the Capital City Martial Arts Association may be disgusting, they wouldn’t sink to such despicable depths,” argued Darnell Bradley from the side.

Ethan Smith shook his head and smiled bitterly, “If Ms. Hayward was still in control, perhaps they wouldn’t, but now it’s Marc Fraley. He has lost all sensibility.”

“Of course, this is just my guess.”

Everyone fell into silence, seemingly deep in thought about the situation.

“I won’t accompany you guys anymore, I’m going to descend the mountain,” Ethan Smith stated after taking a deep breath.

“You have brought back the bodies, why are you descending the mountain again?” Daphne Green asked.

Ethan squinted his eyes and said, “I’m slowly finding my own path.”

“In other words, I have found the path to the Martial Saint Realm.”

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