MRS. AND MR. SMITH - Season 5 Episode 31

Emily Taylor clutched her phone, her eyes glued to the screen.

Seeing Ethan Smith beaten and spitting blood from his mouth, her heart ached as if it was being cut by a knife.

Her face instantly turned somewhat pale.

Even the hand holding the phone began to tremble slightly.

This sight greatly pleased Kylan Taylor.

He took a puff of his cigar and said indifferently, “Now, Ethan Smith has become a disgrace in the world of martial arts, and everyone wants to kill him.”

“Emily, are you willing to watch him die by a mob attack?”

Emily suddenly looked up.

Her narrowed pupils stared unblinkingly at Kylan Taylor.

“What exactly do you want!” Emily said coldly.

Kylan Taylor laughed heartily, “I don’t want anything, I’m just letting you know.”

“Now, Ethan poses no threat to anyone and cannot change anything.”

“Emily, just give up that thought, haha!”

After throwing these words, Kylan Taylor snatched the phone and turned to leave.

In the spacious restaurant, only Emily was left sitting there, looking disoriented and lost.

She even began to doubt.

She wondered what her appearance had brought Ethan.

Was it luck, or a disaster?

If she had never appeared, would Ethan have encountered such difficulties?…

Chuzzle.

Ethan’s residence was arranged by Conrad Schroeder.

It was a villa in the suburbs, far from the urban area.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, it was backed by a majestic mountain.

For Ethan, it was the perfect residence.

At this moment, Ethan was standing at the foot of the mountain.

His hands clasped behind his back, he looked up at the towering peak and his acute divine sense covered a range of ten miles.

Soon, he felt a trace of aura approaching.

The visitor was a Grandmaster of the Third Rank, with extraordinary strength hidden within their aged aura.

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“Conrad?” Ethan raised an eyebrow, quickly guessing the other’s identity.

Sure enough, within ten minutes, Conrad arrived at the foot of the mountain.

“Mr. Smith.” Conrad bowed slightly to Ethan.

Ethan nodded and asked, “What brings you here?”

Conrad replied, “I know about your situation.”

“So?” Ethan smiled.

With a cold expression, Conrad’s aura shook, his clothes suddenly torn, revealing the sturdy figure of his holy body.

“I’ll be with you.” Conrad said.

Ethan was dumbfounded, with a touch of emotion flashing in his eyes.

“Thank you.” He said seriously.

Conrad waved his hand, “The three of us, Grandmasters of the Sixth Rank, may be able to fight them evenly.”

Although Conrad was only a Third Rank Grandmaster, he possessed a holy body.

Therefore, if the two joined hands, maybe they could win.

Time passed by minute by minute.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a gentle breeze, and the leaves rustled.

Finally, at noon, Ethan sensed the presence of three Sixth Rank Grandmasters.

“They’re here.” Ethan said quietly.

Upon hearing this, Conrad quickly adjusted his aura to its peak.

But Ethan patted his shoulder and said, “Conrad, I appreciate your kindness, but you should go rest.”

Conrad frowned slightly and asked with confusion, “Why?”

Ethan smiled and said, “I can handle it.”

“No.” Conrad stubbornly refused.

“If I leave now, I’d be considered a coward, and how would I face you in the future?”

Ethan opened his mouth but could only smile bitterly.

“Alright.” Seeing the situation, Ethan had no choice but to let him be.

As the three auras approached, they soon arrived in front of Ethan.

“Oh, Mr. Smith, you’re really leisurely and elegant.” A sarcastic and harsh voice came over.

The speaker was none other than Sara.

Sara held a folding fan, covering half of her face, with a pretentious posture.

“Have you prepared everything?” The other two didn’t bother with such nonsense.

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“Don’t be too arrogant!” Conrad shouted, his aura erupting!

“Yo, old man, are you trying to die?” Sara laughed disdainfully.

“At such an old age, why not go home and enjoy your retirement? What are you trying to show?”

Conrad coldly said, “When I, Conrad, made a name for myself, you guys didn’t even know where you were!”

“Conrad? The top martial artist of Chuzzle back then, Conrad?” Excitement flashed in Sara’s eyes.

Conrad snorted coldly, “Since you know, just get lost!”

“Hahaha!” Sara burst into shrill laughter.

She said mockingly, “Sir, times have changed, and you still think you’re the top martial artist of Chuzzle? I never thought that the once top martial artist of Chuzzle and the current top martial artist would both be trampled under my feet, hahaha!”

Seeing Sara’s disgusting face, Conrad flew into a rage!

With his golden light blazing, he threw a punch right at Sara!

Sara snorted coldly, “A mere Third Rank Grandmaster, ignorant of his limits!”

Sara retracted her folding fan and met the punch with her jade-like hand.

“Clang!”

Under this blow, Sara’s hand cracked and bled profusely!

Her body retreated several steps before stabilizing!

“Huh?” Sara’s face changed slightly.

“How could a Third Rank Grandmaster like you possess such strength?”

Conrad coldly said, “You’ll have to ask in hell!”

With that said, Conrad advanced again!

Sara coldly said, “Do you really think you’re worth anything?”

She gently tapped her folding fan, and a sharp force suddenly erupted!

This force was extremely fierce, and even Conrad couldn’t help but change his expression!

At this moment, a figure stood in front of Conrad.

Looking up, it was Ethan quietly watching Sara.

“This has nothing to do with Conrad now.” Ethan said indifferently.

Sara snorted, “Still trying to act like a hero at this time? Hurry up and hand over the stuff!”

“Right, we don’t have time to waste with you.” The other two agreed.

Ethan said with a smile, “If I hand over the cultivation method to you, would you let me go?”

With a mean smile, Sara said, “Oh, you’re quite smart, hahaha! To tell you the truth, whether you hand it over or not, you’re going to die today!”

“Indeed, how could we miss such an opportunity to become famous?” The other two exchanged glances and sneered.

Ethan stood with his hands behind his back, speaking indifferently, “You think you have me trapped?”

“Otherwise?” Sara snorted.

“Now you’re nothing but a stray dog. Killing you would be as easy as cutting vegetables!” Sara said triumphantly.

“When did the elder of my Divine Alchemist Pavilion have to take orders from a small character like you?”

At this moment, a domineering yet slightly seductive voice came from behind.