Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Chapter 406: 406: Beauty has Often Spelled Trouble since Ancient Times



Chapter 406: 406: Beauty has Often Spelled Trouble since Ancient Times

Zaria Buchanan sneered, “Arrogant people? I’ve met many. In front of me, they all bow their heads.”

Seeing this, Sammy Taylor didn’t say anything more and simply nodded.

The next day.

Once Ethan Smith woke up, he couldn’t wait to log on to the Martial Arts Forum.

He was keen to find out how the forum was reacting to the recent incident.

Regrettably, the Martial Arts Forum was eerily silent.

It seemed like everyone was in the dark about this event.

Ethan Smith furrowed his brows and muttered under his breath, “That’s odd. How could such a big event attract so little attention?”

“Could it be that the Taylor family is suppressing the news?” Ethan Smith wondered.

For such a major event, unless the Taylor family dictated a media blackout, the news shouldn’t have remained a secret.

After all, the Martial Arts Forum was controlled by the Capital City Martial Arts Association. It was feasible that the Taylor family could order a news blackout.

“No, I have to find a way to get this news out there,” Ethan Smith thought to himself.

As Ethan Smith was preoccupied with his thoughts, his phone suddenly rang.

Picking up his phone, he saw the call was from Evelyn Norton.

Ethan Smith promptly took the phone call and said, “Miss Norton.”

On the other side of the call, Evelyn Norton replied with a soft laugh, “Congratulations, Mr. Smith, for reaching the Grandmaster’s Realm.”

Raising an eyebrow, Ethan Smith asked, “How did you find out?”

Evelyn Norton simply stated, “Mr. Smith decimating ten-plus grandmasters certainly suggests you’ve reached the Grandmaster’s Realm.”

Upon hearing this, Ethan Smith couldn’t help but laugh, “Miss Norton, your intelligence network is top-notch.”

“Such things couldn’t be kept under wraps even if one tried,” Evelyn Norton said.

Pausing for a moment, she continued, “Have you got time, Mr. Smith?”

Ethan Smith inquired, “What’s up?”

“Let’s meet up and talk,” Evelyn Norton proposed.

“Sure,” Ethan Smith agreed without hesitation.

Evelyn Norton went ahead to provide the time and place.

After hanging up the phone, Ethan Smith prepared to head out to the appointment.

However, an uninvited guest suddenly appeared at the door.

A middle-aged man stood before Ethan Smith, his face filled with respect.

“Jordon Yoder?” Recognising who the visitor was, Ethan Smith raised an eyebrow and a cold smile spread across his lips.

Presenting his hands, Jordon Yoder said, “Mr. Smith, these are the herbs for you, please keep them.”

Looking at the hundred-year-old herb in his hand, Ethan Smith chuckled coldly.

“Jordon Yoder, you used the name of the Martial Arts Association as an excuse to derive personal gain.”

“Do you think a single hundred-year-old herb can resolve this situation?” Ethan Smith questioned coldly.

The color drained from Jordon Yoder’s face, and he kneeled to the ground, speaking fearfully, “Mr. Smith, I’ve deeply realized the error of my ways and hope… hope you could spare my life…”

This sudden change in attitude surprised Ethan Smith slightly.

Gazing at Jordon Yoder, Ethan Smith laughed coldly, “Jordon Yoder, what trick are you trying to play now?”

Jordan Yoder responded with terror etched on his face, “I dare not, dare not… I was ignorant of Mr. Smith’s true stature, please spare me…”

Ethan Smith’s eyes narrowed slightly.

He said coldly, “Get out! And let me warn you, if you bother me again, I won’t give a damn about your so-called Martial Arts Association!”

“Yes, yes, understood!” Jordon Yoder nodded hurriedly.

Ethan Smith grunted and chose to ignore Jordon Yoder, and he immediately got in his car and drove away.

Watching Ethan Smith’s retreating figure, Jordon Yoder let out a sigh of relief.

Earlier this morning, he’d heard that the head of ten-plus martial art aristocratic families from the River North had been slain.

The person behind it all was a young man named Ethan Smith!

Upon hearing this news, Jordon Yoder was so frightened that he immediately drove over to apologize.

“That was close, you can provoke anyone but not this kind of madman…” Jordon Yoder murmured under his breath.

The meeting place arranged by Evelyn Norton was at an outdoor restaurant.

By the time Ethan Smith arrived, she was already there early, waiting.

Upon seeing Ethan Smith, Evelyn Norton waved at him.

“Mr. Smith.” Evelyn Norton greeted him with a wave.

Ethan Smith, in haste, approached and sat down at the table.

He took out a green hat from the Spatial Magic Artifact and handed it to Evelyn Norton.

“Here’s your stuff back.” Ethan Smith said.

Evelyn Norton laughed and said, “It’s a gift for you.”

Ethan Smith snorted softly and said, “I don’t want this thing. You better keep it for yourself.”

Hearing this, Evelyn Norton couldn’t hold back her laughter.

“Your action really surprised me, Mr. Smith.” Evelyn Norton then said seriously.

“By now, you have killed at least half of the Grandmasters in the River North Region.”

Ethan Smith coldly snorted, “They deserved to die.”

Those who served the Taylor family were destined to become enemies of Ethan Smith. It was just a matter of time before they had to be killed.

“What’s your plan now, Mr. Smith?” Evelyn Norton asked.

Ethan Smith looked at Evelyn Norton and said soberly, “Indeed I have a plan, Miss Norton might be able to assist.”

Hearing this, Evelyn Norton feigned fear and said, “I’m honored to serve Mr. Smith.”

Ethan Smith rolled his eyes and said, “Don’t start with that.”

Having said that, Ethan Smith got serious again, “I plan to gather my own forces.”

“Your own forces?” Evelyn Norton was slightly taken aback.

Ethan Smith nodded, “Um, I alone absolutely can’t shake the Taylor family, after all, it’s modern society now.”

Evelyn Norton pondered and said, “That’s true. In the management of modern society, it’s indeed difficult for one person to make something happen.”

She then continued, “How are you planning to approach this, Mr. Smith?”

Ethan Smith paused for a moment, “After careful consideration, if I want to go against families like the Taylor and Blair, I need to consider from three aspects.”

“Business, martial arts, connections; these three are indispensable.”

“Right now, Mike Taylor is developing business strength, and I plan to establish my own sect.”

“As for connections, I hope that Miss Norton can help.”

Hearing this, Evelyn Norton fell silent for a while.

Then she smiled and said, “Mr. Smith, you are an elder of the Divine Alchemist Pavilion. Why do you need my help?”

Ethan Smith shook his head, “That’s far from enough. I need connections in Capital City.”

“Miss Norton, if you don’t want to, it’s as if I didn’t ask.” Ethan Smith said.

Evelyn Norton thought for a while and said, “Let me think about it.”

“Okay.” Ethan Smith did not push her, since, after all, it’s something that begging won’t help.

“Hey, pretty lady, are you planning to give your man a green hat [betray him]?”

Just then, a young man walked over from the side.

The young man looked at the green hat in Evelyn Norton’s hand and smirked, “Why don’t you consider me, how about that?”

Evelyn Norton glanced at the young man and said with a faint laugh, “Do you think you are worth it?”

Hearing that, the young man didn’t get angry.

He said proudly, “Pretty lady, it seems that you don’t know my identity.”

“Oh? What’s your identity?” Evelyn Norton asked with raised eyebrows.

The young man said a little proudly, “You know the River North Martial Arts Association, right? My uncle is the president of the River North Martial Arts Association, Jordon Yoder!”

“Who in the whole River North Region would dare not give face to my uncle?” The young man said triumphantly.


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