MRS. AND MR. SMITH - Season 8 Episode 14

Frederick Cohen watched Dudley Lynch’s departing figure and glanced at Ethan Smith. The aura around him began to slowly dissipate.

“Fine, I’ll listen to you,” Frederick Cohen snorted coldly.

Ethan Smith patted his shoulder and asked, “How did you end up here? Didn’t Polly Reeves say you were taken away?”

Frederick Cohen nodded and said, “Yeah, I was almost captured, but fortunately, I woke up halfway and escaped.”

“Ever since I escaped, the Capital City Martial Arts Association has sent several black and gold robes to hunt me down, so I haven’t dared to show myself.”

Ethan Smith frowned and said, “I didn’t expect them to take action against you too.”

Frederick Cohen waved his hand and said, “There are rumors that you were killed by the Immortal Slaying Sect. You…”

“I escaped by a fluke,” Ethan Smith laughed.

Frederick Cohen patted Ethan Smith’s shoulder again and said, “There’s always a blessing after a great disaster! Ethan, thanks to you saving me back then, I owe you my life!”

Ethan Smith laughed and said, “Enough of that, let’s sign up first.”

Both of them had extraordinary talent, so joining the academy was not a problem at all.

After completing the necessary procedures, Ethan Smith and Frederick Cohen walked out of the academy together.

The official start of the academy was three days later, but no one knew what specific actions would be taken.

“Come back with me to Green Moon Villa first,” Ethan Smith said to Frederick Cohen.

Frederick Cohen nodded and agreed, “Okay!”

So, the two of them left Capital City together and headed to Cango City.

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Upon returning to Green Moon Villa, Polly Reeves prepared a big table full of dishes.

That night, they all sat under the moonlight and drank together.

“Mr. Smith, in these months, I’ve been chased and hunted by killers all over Pyro, barely managing to escape.” Frederick Cohen took a sip of wine and said.

As he said this, Frederick Cohen took off his clothes, revealing his muscular body.

“Look, they did this to me,” Frederick Cohen pointed to a horrifying wound on his chest.

“Of course, they didn’t have it easy either. I killed six of their black and gold robes!” Frederick Cohen turned the conversation on its head and said with a smile.

Ethan Smith took a sip of wine and said solemnly, “The Capital City Martial Arts Association is not that simple. It’s rumored that the purple robes represent their strongest combat power, but the authenticity of this claim is doubtful.”

Frederick Cohen stared at Ethan Smith, waiting for him to continue.

Ethan Smith went on to say, “I have a strong suspicion that they may have top-tier Martial Saint Realm experts.”

“Martial Saint Realm?” A hint of surprise flashed across Frederick Cohen’s face.

Ethan Smith nodded and said, “That’s right. I have a strong intuition that they not only have Martial Saints, but perhaps more than one.”

Frederick Cohen’s face also gradually became serious.

If there were truly Martial Saints, then no one would be able to stand against the Capital City Martial Arts Association.

Even if gathered together, numerous Marquises would be insignificant in front of a Martial Saint.

“If they really have Martial Saints, why don’t they just send them directly?” Clare Richardson tilted her head, asking with some confusion.

Ethan Smith shook his head, “I don’t know, maybe for some reason, they can’t act rashly.”

This feeling was intense, not to mention the eight senior officials, which also made Ethan Smith feel a sense of crisis.

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“I have an idea, do you think the Capital City Martial Arts Association’s Martial Saint might be cultivating in some Mystic Realm?” The usually silent Polly Reeves suddenly suggested.

Ethan Smith’s eyes brightened slightly, and he nodded, “I have the same thought as you.”

“Before news of the Mystic Realm came out, I didn’t think the Capital City Martial Arts Association had such a formidable force.”

“But ever since I learned that the Mystic Realm was hiding large-scale resources, I changed my mind.”

As he said this, Ethan Smith scanned the others and continued, “Even if they don’t have a Martial Saint now, someone within their ranks will eventually become one. Anything is possible in the Mystic Realm.”

The atmosphere suddenly became a bit heavier, and even the ever-optimistic Frederick Cohen couldn’t help but frown.

“So, what can we do, and what should we do?” Frederick Cohen asked.

Ethan Smith shook his head and said, “All we can do is improve our own strength as soon as possible, at least have some fighting power before their Martial Saints make a move.”

“That’s all we can do,” Frederick Cohen sighed.

Ethan Smith couldn’t help but let out a slight sigh.

At this moment, he felt that the Capital City Martial Arts Association was like an insurmountable mountain.

But to save Emily Taylor, Ethan Smith could only forge ahead.

After dinner, Ethan Smith and Polly Reeves returned to the Great Hall.

Ethan Smith took out the Prajna Ruler from his bosom and placed it in front of Polly Reeves.

“This item is called Prajna Ruler, a Martial Saint Weapon,” Ethan Smith said.

Polly Reeves stared at the Prajna Ruler in front of her, her eyes emitting a strange light.

Ethan Smith handed the Prajna Ruler to Polly Reeves and said, “I’ll be returning to Capital City tomorrow, and this Prajna Ruler will be left with you.”

“If something really happens, I think the Prajna Ruler should be able to handle it, but try not to use it unless it’s absolutely necessary.”

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Polly Reeves furrowed her brow and asked, “Will you be gone for a long time?”

“I don’t know,” Ethan Smith shook his head.

“Anyway, you need to look after Green Moon Villa.”

Polly Reeves gazed at Ethan Smith’s serious expression and didn’t dare to ask any further questions, nodding cautiously instead.

Green Moon Villa might become a base for Ethan Smith.

After all, it’s impossible for one person alone to uproot the Capital City Martial Arts Association.

…

At this time, in a manor in Capital City.

In a secret chamber of the manor, there were bursts of strange noises, as if something was going to explode.

“Boom!”

A moment later, the secret chamber erupted with dazzling light, the brilliance lingering for half a second before spreading out like ripples all around!

The loud noise instantly woke up Kylan Taylor from his deep sleep.

Kylan Taylor’s brow furrowed slightly as he quickly got dressed and hurried down the stairs.

At the entrance of the secret chamber, he saw a pale-faced young man standing there, looking like a sickly weakling.

But the momentum around him was incredibly strong, making it hard for anyone to look directly at him!

“Dominic Taylor, have you finished your retreat?” Kylan Taylor quickly walked up to him.

Getting closer, Kylan Taylor noticed the crazy smile on Dominic Taylor’s face at this moment.@@novelbin@@

Half a second later, Dominic Taylor burst into laughter, “Hahaha, I finally understand! I understand!”

Kylan Taylor looked puzzled and frowned, “Dominic Taylor, what’s wrong with you?”

Dominic Taylor looked at Kylan Taylor and said with a cold smile, “Father, I finally comprehend the secret hidden within my bloodline.”

“The secret within your bloodline?” Kylan Taylor was taken aback.

“You mean… Emily Taylor’s bloodline?”