Mrs. and Mr. Smith

“Ethan Smith?!” Davy Barnett was momentarily stunned before he burst into laughter.

In no time, the entire office was filled with derisive laughter.

“Never mind that Ethan Smith is already dead, even if he wasn’t, do you really think he would be capable of doing it?” Barnett sneered.

Even more so, Dominic Taylor scoffed: “If even I can’t achieve it, how could Ethan Smith possibly do it?”

No one took this guess seriously, dismissing it with laughter. Ethan Smith might have been talented, but they didn’t think he could rise to such power.

And to them, Ethan Smith was already dead.

“At least we have a new Blood Heir.” Barker laughed.

“A new heir?” Dominic Taylor inquired with a small frown.

Davy Barnett nodded: “Indeed. The previous three brothers only inherited about 10%, but the compatibility of this new heir is incredibly high, absurdly reaching up to 40%!”

Dominic Taylor’s face slightly changed.

40%? The previous three brothers had already posed a threat to him.

Isn’t this new 40% heir going to be much stronger?

“You’re not strangers here, so I don’t mind sharing this.” Barnett continued.

“The high-level decision is to select candidates nationwide, and pick the one with the highest compatibility.

If the compatibility could reach 80%, their power would be unimaginable.”

Having heard this, a sense of unease rose within Dominic Taylor. Looking at Barnett, he requested in a cold voice: “President Barnett, please arrange a blood bath for me as soon as possible.”

Barnett seemed to have expected this and, thus, didn’t look surprised.

“Rest assured, we’ve already prepared for you. You come here and wait for me tomorrow morning,” said Barnett.

Dominic Taylor nodded and without saying more, turned and left.

…

In a suburban house in Capital City.

Ethan Smith removed his black robe and put on a set of clean clothes.

“No one should be able to guess my identity,” Ethan Smith thought secretly.

He purposely didn’t use his fists, but chose a bronze sword instead.

That way, no one would suspect him.

“This bronze sword… It’s stronger than I imagined,” Ethan Smith thought quietly.

He had slashed Yoder with just one sword swipe, which was unexpected even for himself.

However, Ethan Smith knew that his true identity would eventually be exposed.

For that reason, he must take advantage of this time to strengthen himself while thoroughly researching the Capital City Martial Arts Association.

By evening, news of the Martial Arts Association recruiting nationwide was circulating.

Moreover, they announced proudly that they had recruited stronger cultivators whose power surpassed the Steward’s three brothers!

Upon seeing this news, Ethan Smith’s face turned extremely cold.

Recruiting nationwide? How much blood would this require?!

He was well aware that this blood was being sourced from Emily Taylor!

The more blood they took, the more Emily would suffer!

Ethan Smith clenched his teeth so tightly that they were on the verge of shattering!

After a while, he eventually relaxed his tightly clenched fist.

That same night.

Ethan Smith once again visited Emerson Holmes.

Upon seeing Ethan Smith sitting on his sofa, Emerson’s face turned unpleasant.

With a cold expression, he said, “Ethan Smith, why are you here again?”

Ethan Smith took a cigarette from the table and lit it, slowly saying: “I’ll be coming often.”

This made Emerson’s forehead bulge with a vein as he snapped, “Ethan Smith! You killed the Steward’s three brothers and attracted attention! You’re implicating me, do you understand!”

Ethan Smith chuckled coldly, “Emerson, do you think you have any other choice? If the Capital City Martial Arts Association finds out you gave me their location, do you think they would forgive you?”

Emerson was at a loss for words, his face pale.

“Once I overthrow the Capital City Martial Arts Association, I will remember this favor,” said Ethan Smith as he released a smoke ring.

Emerson couldn’t help but laugh sarcastically. “It would be good enough if you could rescue Emily Taylor, yet you dare to dream of overthrowing the Capital City Martial Arts Association?”

Ethan Smith glanced at Emerson coldly and said, “Not only am I going to overthrow the Capital City Martial Arts Association, but I’m also going to kill every high-ranking official behind it.”

Emerson didn’t seem willing to argue any further with Ethan Smith. He spoke in a cold voice, “What do you want from me, just say it.”

“The Capital City Martial Arts Association has cultivated a few more blood heirs, right?” Ethan Smith said in a cold voice, carelessly playing with a lighter.

Emerson spoke coldly, “Ethan Smith, back off or else… ”

“Save the talk!” Ethan Smith interrupted him.

Emerson gritted his teeth and said coldly, “I can tell you, but this is the last time.”

“You don’t have a choice.” Ethan Smith was in no mood for negotiations.

Unable to do much, Emerson hastily wrote down an address on a piece of paper.

Ethan Smith took the address, glanced at it, and sneered, “There seem to be quite a few people.”

Emerson huffed lightly, “You can go now.”

“No, I have another matter.” Ethan Smith shook his head.

“What else do you want to do!” Emerson was somewhat angry.

Ethan Smith replied coldly, “I want to enter the Capital City Martial Arts Association. You need to figure out a way to get me in.”

“Forget it!” Hearing this, Emerson was instantly furious!

“Ethan Smith, have you gone mad! Do you think I can do anything! Entering the Capital City Martial Arts Association requires rigorous selection and a comprehensive investigation of one’s background! If you dare step into the Capital City Martial Arts Association, you will definitely be exposed and I will get dragged down with you!

Emerson almost roared these words.

With a trace of mockery on his face, Ethan Smith said leisurely, “Okay, I don’t have to enter. But I heard that your Capital City Martial Arts Association is recruiting publicly.”

Emerson furrowed his brows, and after thinking it over, he nodded, “Yes, the Capital City Martial Arts Association is recruiting genius warriors to activate their bloodlines with Emily Taylor’s blood.”

“I want in,” Ethan Smith’s intention was unquestionable.

“But there are limited spots, and I’ve given all of mine,” Emerson furrowed his brows.

“Then get it back!” Ethan Smith spoke coldly.

“Emerson, it’s best you talk less. I don’t have too much patience.”

Emerson gritted his teeth and said, “I’ll figure something out.”

Ethan Smith didn’t say any more. He got up and left.

Watching Ethan Smith’s departing figure, Emerson felt his unease growing stronger.

“If this continues, I’m definitely going to get involved,” Emerson took a deep breath.

“I have to figure something out; I can’t let him keep controlling me,” a cold glint flashed in Emerson’s eyes.

…

The next day.

A piece of news was once again released.

All six super cultivators introduced by the Capital City Martial Arts Association have been killed!

And the murderer is still that black-robed man!

What’s more shocking is that the bodies of these six people were all hung on the main gate of the Capital City Martial Arts Association!