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The car window rolled down slowly, and a burly, extraordinary man appeared, beckoning to Ethan Smith.
This man was none other than Kylan Taylor.
He held a cigar in his hand and said casually, âGet in and letâs talk.â
Ethan wasnât surprised; he had guessed that Kylan would look for him.
Without saying a word, Ethan turned and climbed into the car.
Once inside, the car sped off into the distance.
Ethan politely asked, âMr. Taylor, what can I do for you?â
Kylan blew out a smoke ring and said coldly, âYouâve got quite the guts for going after a member of my Taylor family?â
Ethan guessed what Kylan was getting at, so he responded with a smile, âMr. Taylor, pursuing Emily Taylor is my right.â
âRight? Do you really think someone like you deserves such a right?â Kylan said coldly.
Ethan replied calmly, âI believe there shouldnât be any difference in status between people, and I think Miss Taylor shares the same view.â
âThere is a difference in status between people, whether you accept it or not,â Kylan said as he took a drag of his cigar.
Ethan remained silent.
In this world, people were indeed divided into different classes, whether they realized it or not.
The poor would always fawn over the rich, and the rich would do the same to the powerful.
And these so-called upper-class people seemed to think it was only natural.
âThe essence of society is exploitation,â Kylan said indifferently.
But Ethan said solemnly, âI donât think so. Even if itâs true, things are changing.â
âIâm not here to reason with you,â Kylan said flatly.
âBecause we are not on the same level, and I donât need to reason with you.â
At this point, Kylan waved his hand, and someone immediately handed him a document.
Kylan threw the document to Ethan and said, âI can give you money and an identity. Take a look.â
Instead of taking the document, Ethan asked, âWhat do you want from me, Mr. Taylor?â
âStay away from Emily Taylor and never step foot in the Taylor mansion again!â Kylan said coldly.
Hearing this, Ethan immediately pushed the document back.
âIâm sorry, but I refuse,â Ethan shook his head.
Kylan wasnât in a hurry, and he said with a smile, âArenât you curious whatâs inside?â
âNo matter what it is, Iâm not interested,â Ethan replied indifferently.
Kylan sneered, âWhatâs inside could make you the ruler of one region and have a worry-free life! Are you really not tempted?â
âNothing is more important to me than Emily Taylor,â Ethan said.
Kylanâs face instantly turned cold.
He squinted his eyes and said, âYou know, sometimes, when people donât show their greed, itâs more likely to bring about their own demise.â
âIâll ask you one last time, are you sure you donât want it?â Kylanâs voice became even colder.
âNo,â Ethan answered resolutely.
Kylan didnât say anything more, just nodded and said, âAlright, letâs go.â
The car eventually stopped in a desolate area.
Two men had been waiting there.
The car slowed to a stop, and Kylan glanced at Ethan, saying, âYou still have time to change your mind.â
âI have nothing to regret,â Ethan responded firmly, which upset Kylan.
For Kylan, he didnât like the defiance of lower-class people, let alone those of low status challenging him.
From Kylanâs point of view, such an attitude was highly disrespectful.
âEthan, you and Emily Taylor arenât meant for each other. Why insist on forcing it?â Kylan sneered.
âThen who do you think is suitable? Dexter Blair of the Blair family? Because the Blair family could help you secure your position as the head of the Taylor family, right?â Ethan sneered back.
These words had thoroughly enraged Kylan!
He said coldly, âYou can leave now.â
As soon as his words fell, the two men outside the car walked over.
They opened the car door and bowed, saying, âMr. Taylor.â
Without even looking at them, Kylan said indifferently, âRemember, leave him alive.â
âRest assured, Mr. Taylor,â the two of them replied respectfully. Ethan didnât say a word, and he just stepped out of the car.
After Ethan got out, Kylan drove away.
The surrounding area was desolate and cold, with a pitch-black sky and strong winds â a perfect place for a murder.
The two men looked at Ethan and said coldly, âDonât worry, weâll make your pain as minimal as possible.â
As soon as they finished speaking, the two men reached out for Ethan! Four palms, in extremely fast speed, aimed straight for Ethanâs dantian!
âClang! â
The palms fiercely grabbed Ethanâs dantian!
However, the expected scene of flesh tearing and blood gushing didnât follow. Instead, their fingers were shaking in pain!
âIt seems Kylan doesnât know me very well,â Ethan said emotionlessly as he looked down at the two assassins.
The two had a bad feeling and hastily pulled away!
Ethan looked at them coldly and said, âTwo Grandmasters of the Third Rank, isnât this just asking for death?â
The Taylor family had control over countless top-level Grandmasters, and could even mobilize beings beyond the Grandmaster level! But the killers Kylan sent were just two useless men!
It was nothing short of a joke!
âToday might be the last time you work for Kylan Taylor,â Ethan had no mercy in his heart.
He took a step forward, and a golden light instantly illuminated the sky!
âPlop! Plop!â rlhvvo crisp sounds, and Ethanâs fists pierced through their chests!
With the addition of his superhuman strength, Ethanâs physical power increased manifold!
These two Grandmasters were no match for him!
After killing the two assassins, Ethanâs palm moved, and a spiritual fire instantly fell on their bodies.
In just a few minutes, the two corpses disappeared without a trace.
Ethan didnât leave in a hurry.
He stood alone in the desolate area, his face showing no emotion.
âTaylor familyâ¦â Ethan murmured.
He realized that his enemy wasnât just Dexter Blair, but perhaps all the top aristocratic families.
The class divisions had long united these top-level aristocratic families into
one camp.
They could fight among themselves, but would never allow anyone to cross their class boundaries.