MRS. AND MR. SMITH - Season 8 Episode 8

In this era, it was rare to see a Martial Saint.

Even the powerful Capital City Martial Arts Association had never witnessed a Martial Saint in action.

Even Kylan Taylor, the top-notch bodyguard of the wealthy, was merely at the Peak Form of Military Marquis.

The next day.

Accompanied by Clarissa Johnson, Ethan Smith explored more than half of Gyeon City.

“How long have you been a member of the Halcroen Sect?” Ethan Smith suddenly asked while walking down the street.

Clarissa Johnson thought for a moment and said, “About three years.”

“Three years… That’s quite a long time,” Ethan Smith nodded slightly.

“What’s the matter?” asked Clarissa Johnson.

Ethan Smith shook his head and said, “Nothing.”

For some reason, Ethan always felt that the Halcroen Sect wasn’t entirely trustworthy.

However, there was no hint of deceit coming from Clarissa Johnson.

“What does the Halcroen Sect truly want?” Ethan Smith pondered over this question throughout the entire day.

No matter how he thought about it, he felt that the Halcroen Sect was engaging in a losing business.

Even if the sect admired Ethan Smith, like what Rex Osborne said, they wouldn’t offer a ten-thousand-year-old herb just because of admiration.

Ethan Smith had intentionally put forward those conditions to make things difficult for the Halcroen Sect.

If they indeed agreed, Ethan couldn’t help but suspect the intentions of the Halcroen Sect.

“Huh?”

At that moment, Ethan Smith suddenly felt a strange sensation sweeping across his body.

Although the sensation was fleeting, it didn’t escape Ethan’s perception.

“What’s wrong?” asked Clarissa Johnson.

Ethan Smith shook his head and said, “Nothing.”

By nightfall.

Ethan Smith and Clarissa Johnson returned to the snack street and casually picked a pub for dinner.

Although Ethan’s cultivation was already at a point where he no longer needed food to survive, the delicacies of the world were simply irresistible.

After they sat down, Clarissa Johnson handed over the menu.

“Mr. Smith, please take a look and decide what you’d like to eat,” Clarissa Johnson politely said.

Ethan Smith waved his hand and said, “You decide, just order some signature dishes.”

Before he had finished speaking, that strange sensation appeared once again.

This time, it was even stronger than before.

Ethan Smith suddenly stood up, his eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes scanned the surroundings.

“Mr. Smith, what’s wrong?” Clarissa Johnson asked, puzzled.

Ethan Smith remained silent, his eyes cold as ice as they darted around, while his divine sense was released in that instant.

“What is this strange feeling?” Ethan Smith frowned as he said.

With Ethan’s divine sense covering the area, no one could hide.

Suddenly, Ethan caught sight of a figure.

“Gene Massy?” Ethan’s eyes narrowed, and with a shake of his foot, his figure vanished into thin air.

The next second, Ethan Smith abruptly appeared in front of Gene Massy.

This move startled Gene Massy greatly.

He stammered, “What…What are you doing? I didn’t do anything, don’t mess with me!”

Seeing Gene Massy’s nervous expression, Ethan Smith became even more suspicious.

“What are you afraid of?” Ethan asked with narrowed eyes.

Panic flickered across Gene Massy’s face as he whispered, “I…I’m not scared, just get out of my way, I…I want to go home.”

After that sentence, Gene Massy turned around and left.Watching Gene Massy’s panicked steps, a cold smile curled up on the corner of Ethan Smith’s mouth.

At this moment, Gene Massy was desperately running towards his home, occasionally looking back, afraid that Ethan would catch up.

Upon reaching the villa in their home, Gene Massy hurriedly walked towards a secret chamber.

This secret chamber was filled with densely packed path inscriptions, and the stone door gave off a strong and solemn air.

“Dad, how… how are you?” Gene Massy anxiously said.

The voice of Tristram Massy came from inside.

He spoke coldly, “Don’t worry, it’ll take some time.”

Gene Massy gritted his teeth and said, “Dad, you have to speed up. I feel like Ethan Smith has noticed something!”

“This kind of technique won’t be detected. It seems to me that you’re just scared,” Tristram Massy snorted.

Gene Massy looked vicious and said, “Dad, I can’t wait to see Ethan Smith begging for mercy on his knees in front of me!”

Tristram Massy said indifferently, “Once my technique is complete and I have taken his great fortune, he will become useless.”

“At that time, it will be easy to kill him.”

Gene Massy nodded eagerly, “I want to make him beg for mercy on his knees in front of everyone! So that he will have no place to be buried when he dies!”

“You have such a venomous mind.”

Just then, an icy voice came from behind.

Turning around, they saw Ethan Smith standing coldly at the door.

“Ethan… Ethan Smith! How… how did you get here!” Gene Massy was so scared that he fell flat on his butt!

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Ethan Smith said coldly, “I thought you had talent, so I didn’t want to kill you, but you want to harm me?”

Gene Massy was panicked, his lips trembling as he stammered, “You… don’t come any closer, or… my father will not spare you!”

Ethan Smith didn’t say anything, instead, he just raised his finger and a ray of light shot directly into the center of Gene Massy’s forehead.

His head burst open along with his divine sense!

Afterward, Ethan Smith took the golden cores from Gene Massy’s body and put them into his spatial magic artifact.

“Tristram Massy, you’re ignoring a guest at your door?” Ethan Smith said indifferently.

Tristram Massy’s face inside the chamber was extremely ugly, for he could feel his son Gene’s breath disappearing!

“Ethan Smith, you… you actually killed my son, I will not let you go!” Tristram Massy roared in anger.

“After I take your fortune, I will definitely crush your corpse into pieces!”

Ethan Smith narrowed his eyes and coldly said, “Taking my fortune? So, that strange feeling just now… it was because of your technique?”

Then, Ethan Smith slapped the stone door and coldly said, “Open the door.”

Tristram Massy didn’t pay any attention to Ethan Smith; he sneered and said, “Dream on! You killed my son, I will avenge him!”

Ethan Smith didn’t bother wasting his breath on Tristram Massy. He clenched his fist and then smashed it against the stone door!

“Boom!”

The huge roar made the entire villa tremble!

However, the stone door remained unmoving! Only some dust fell off it!

Tristram Massy sneered, “Useless! This door is made of special materials and has techniques laid on it. You can’t break it!”

“Really?” Ethan Smith’s eyes narrowed as a brilliant golden light burst from his fist!

“I’ll see just how hard this door is!”

Ethan Smith’s hand radiated golden light as he punched fiercely!

“Boom!”

With this punch, the stone door directly shattered into ruins!

Tristram Massy’s face changed dramatically, and he exclaimed, “How… how is it possible!”

Ethan Smith ignored Tristram Massy and widened his eyes!

The scene in front of him was completely beyond Ethan Smith’s imagination!

“This… is the fortune you’re trying to steal?!” Ethan Smith couldn’t help but whisper to himself.