Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 972 - Martial Arts Hall Conference
Chapter 972: Chapter 972: Martial Arts Hall Conference
Chapter 972 -972: Martial Arts Hall Conference
Ethan Smith remained silent, but deep down, he was slightly worried.
Heavenly Punishment? What exactly was that?
“Stop pondering about these things now, they’re too far removed from you.” Drexel waved his hand dismissively.
Ethan took a deep breath and whispered, “Indeed, it feels very remote. I can only take one step at a time.”
Despite saying this, Ethan couldn’t help but keep this matter in mind.
…
The next day was the day they were to meet at the Martial Arts Hall.
With Drexel’s backing, Ethan felt more confident.
He suppressed his aura, put on his black robe, left the hotel, and headed for the Martial Arts Hall.
By that time, the Martial Arts Hall was already packed.
Many martial artists had come after hearing the news. They were of varying strengths.
Even some who seldom showed up were present. For example, Bryce Blair, and Blaise Rhodes’ father, Harold Rhodes, and others.
Ethan straightened out his clothes, covered his face, and strode towards the Martial Arts Hall.
“Ethan Smith!”
Just then, Blaise Rhodes caught up from behind.
Seeing Blaise, Ethan couldn’t help but change his expression.
“How did you know I’m Ethan Smith?” Ethan asked, unable to suppress his curiosity.
Blaise replied somewhat speechlessly, “Do you think no one will recognize you if you cover your face?”
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“Ethan, you’re here too.”
At this moment, Emmett Middleton also approached.
Ethan was speechless.
Damn, he was recognized one after another.
“Forget it, since I’ve been recognized, there’s no need for this cloak anymore.” Ethan ripped off his black robe and tossed it aside.
“By the way, do you have any idea what that Marc Fraley wants to do?” They all asked as they walked.
Ethan shook his head, “I don’t know, but it’s definitely not good.”
“Ethan Smith, long time no see.”
At this moment, Bryce Blair suddenly approached from not far away.
Ethan nodded at him and said, “Are you still planning to challenge me?”
“Me? I’m probably no match for you now, right?” Bryce Blair said indifferently.
Ethan huffed, “That’s good to know.”
“I never thought that you would have grown to this extent.” Bryce couldn’t help but exclaim.
Ethan saw that Bryce didn’t harbor any ill intentions, so he didn’t say anything more.
Moreover, his biggest enemy was no longer the aristocratic family of the Capital City, but rather the Mystic Realm, Capital City Martial Arts Association, and Obadiah Heptinstall.
Just then, Ethan suddenly felt a wave of hostility.
Ethan furrowed his eyebrows. Following the direction of the hostility, he saw that it was coming from Dexter Blair.
When Dexter met Ethan’s gaze, he immediately turned his head away.
Ethan couldn’t help but shake his head.
The current Dexter Blair was no longer worth any consideration in his eyes.
His hostility was completely ignored.
Then, with Emmett Middleton and Blaise Rhodes, Ethan strolled into the Martial Arts Hall.
Just when they were seated, Harold Rhodes, Blaise’s father, approached from nearby.
Seeing Harold, Ethan and the others quickly got up.
“Greetings, Mr. Rhodes.” Ethan Smith said, bending slightly.
Harold nodded at Ethan and said, “You’re Ethan Smith, indeed young and promising.”
Ethan smiled, “You overpraise me, Mr. Rhodes.”
Harold didn’t say much more. He found a seat and sat down.
“I’m really not sure what the Capital City Martial Arts Association is up to this time.” Blaise Rhodes said in a deep tone.
“I’m afraid this meeting was initiated by Obadiah Heptinstall.” Emmett commented from the side.
Ethan glanced at him, then nodded, “Yes, I’ve already noticed the abnormal aura nearby.”
This aura was definitely not from an ordinary martial artist.
The hint of a musky scent was impossible to emanate from a living person.
“I’m afraid that Obadiah brought the white bone army.” Ethan sighed inwardly.
“It’s the people from the Immortal Slaying Sect…”
Then Ethan remembered Drexel’s words.
Ethan responded with a sound of agreement, “You know about the Immortal Slaying Sect?”
“Everyone knows about the once-prosperous Immortal Slaying Sect. Even though they disappeared years ago, their stories are still widely spread.” Drexel said.
Ethan asked seriously, “Do you know what they plan to do?”
“I don’t know.” Drexel said without hesitation.
Seeing this, Ethan didn’t say anything more.
He slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the banquet to start.
The number of people in the Martial Arts Hall kept increasing. Many well-known martial artists had also come here.
The same was true for the disciples from the Mystic Realm. People like Tyler Wright had been waiting here early.
Even they had no idea what the purpose of the meeting could be.
As Ethan was sitting with his eyes closed, Marc Fraley came striding over from a distance.
He walked straight up to Ethan and sneered, “Ethan Smith, I didn’t think you would dare to come.”
Ethan slowly opened his eyes and said coldly, “If you want to stay alive, it’s best to keep away from me.”
Seeing Ethan’s arrogant attitude, Marc Fraley couldn’t help but sneer, “I should’ve killed you earlier last time, rather than being greedy…”
Ethan squinted his eyes, sneered, and said, “I’m afraid you won’t get a chance.”
Marc didn’t get angry. He leaned in close to Ethan’s ear and whispered, “Ethan Smith, I will let you know what it’s like to be under someone’s thumb.”
After leaving these words, Marc patted Ethan’s shoulder and walked away.
Ethan didn’t take Marc Fraley’s words to heart. He was just about to rest his eyes when he suddenly felt a familiar presence.
Feeling this presence, Ethan furrowed his eyebrows.
“Dominic Taylor is here.” Blaise Rhodes said coldly from the side.
Emmett even waved his hand at Dominic Taylor, greeting him.
Dominic Taylor glanced over here, then walked over.
“It really is him.” Ethan’s face grew cold.
This presence felt very familiar to Ethan; it was a combination of his own aura and the blood of the Taylor family.
Besides Dominic Taylor, there was no one else this could belong to.
As the golden boy of the heavens, Dominic, attracted the focus of many eyes, no matter where he went.
These young heirs of the Capital City’s aristocratic family stood up one after another to greet Dominic Taylor.
After Dominic Taylor nodded in acknowledgement, he came over to Ethan’s side.
At that moment, Ethan was sitting while he was standing, hence the condescending look in Dominic’s eyes was extremely annoying.
“No wonder Emily Taylor likes you. I understand now.” Dominic suddenly said.
Ethan looked up, his cold gaze fixed on Dominic Taylor, waiting for him to continue.
