Cory Blair snorted coldly, stepping back with his hands behind him, saying, âReilly, this is your last chance. If you canât handle it, hand it over to Bryce.â
After throwing down these words, Cory Blair turned and walked out.
Reillyâs face turned ugly to the extreme. He couldnât help but clench his fists and grit his teeth.
He had no choice but to blame Ethan Smith for his fatherâs indifference.
âEthan Smith⦠I will make sure you die!â Reilly said coldly.
â¦
In the blink of an eye, Ethan Smith had been unconscious for an entire week.
Thankfully, the Pavilion Master had taken good care of him, and Ethanâs body was mostly unharmed.
Finally, at noon on this day, Ethan woke up in a daze.
Looking at the familiar surroundings, Ethan was a bit confused for a moment.
âAwake?â The Pavilion Masterâs voice came from one side.
Ethan suddenly came to his senses. He hurriedly got up and said, âLord Pavilion Master, whereâs Emily? Where is she now?â
The Pavilion Master blew on the medicinal soup in her hand, saying, âDrink your medicine first.â
Ethan was not in the mood for medicine, and he anxiously said, âLord Pavilion Master, I must see Emily immediately..â
The Pavilion Master was silent for a moment, then she put the medicine aside and said, âShe is currently at the Capital City Martial Arts Association. As for the exact reason, I am not clear.â
Only then did Ethan remember everything he had heard before he fell unconscious.
His face turned pale, and he hurriedly sat up on the bed.
âHow so? Are you going there to die?â The Pavilion Master said coldly.
Ethan gritted his teeth and said, âEven if Iâm going to die, I canât just sit idly by.â
âYou should worry about yourself first.â The Pavilion Master said coldly.
âEmily Taylor is the Miss of the Taylor family, and her situation is better than yours.â
âRight now, you should be worried about how youâre going to face the wrath of the Blair and Taylor families.â
Ethan was momentarily speechless.
Although that was what he said, it was impossible not to worry.
âDonât worry, I will ask someone to inquire about the Capital City Martial Arts Association.â The Pavilion Master said.
Ethan let out a breath he had been holding and nodded, saying, âThank you, Lord Pavilion Master.â
Even though Ethan was anxious, he knew very well that the Capital City Martial Arts Association was a place even more dangerous than a dragonâs lair or a tigerâs den.
With his own strength, he couldnât possibly take anyone away.
If it werenât for the previous fight with Dexter Blair, he might have already been dead.
Just the Taylor and Blair families alone would have cost him his life.
Ethan sat up from the bed.
He moved his body, and aside from being a bit stiff, he didnât feel too uncomfortable.
âLetâs go, follow me, Mr. Harris is waiting for you.â The Pavilion Master said.
âJackson Harris?â Ethan thought of this senior.
If it hadnât been for his intervention, the situation would have been in dire straits.
Ethan followed behind the Pavilion Master and walked towards the back hill of the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.
At this time, Jackson Harris was sitting on the hill with his eyes closed and recuperating.
For the past few days, Jackson Harris had been sitting on the hill almost every day, just sitting there.
âMr. Harris.â The Pavilion Masterâs voice came from behind.
Jackson Harris slowly turned his head and shook it jokingly, saying, âPavilion Master, you and I are not much different in age, calling me Mr. Harris is not appropriate.â
At this, Martha Evans just smiled and said nothing.
Even though the two were about the same age, their appearances made them look like grandfather and grandson.
âGreetings to Senior Harris.â Ethan stepped forward and bowed slightly.
Jackson Harris nodded and said, âYouâre awake, sit.â
Ethan sat down opposite Jackson Harris.
âThank you, Mr. Harris, for your righteousness.â Ethan bowed.
Jackson Harris did not respond to this, but asked, âWhat are your plans now?â
Ethanâs eyebrows furrowed, and he coldly said, âI need to save Emily first.â
âSheâs locked up in the Capital City Martial Arts Association now; what if you canât get her out?â Jackson Harris continued.
Ethan didnât hesitate to answer coldly, âThen Iâll tear down the Capital City Martial Arts Association!â
Upon hearing this, Jackson Harris couldnât help but stroke his beard and laugh.
âBack then, I was just like you, born low and determined to change everything,â Jackson Harris said slowly. âIn my eyes, the Capital City Martial Arts Association and the Capital City aristocratic families were not worth mentioning.â
Ethan furrowed his brow, somewhat puzzled, and said, âSenior Harris, do you have a grudge against the Capital City Martial Arts Association as well?â
Jackson Harris looked at Ethan and said, âItâs not just a grudge. Iâve killed at least ten Marquis-level martial artists from the Capital City Martial Arts Association. Back then, I also wanted to destroy the Capital City Martial Arts Association!â
âSo⦠why did you choose to retreat later?â Ethan was extremely puzzled.
Jackson Harris, known as the strongest man in Pyro, could have at least forced the Capital City Martial Arts Association to bow down with his abilities, right?
Jackson Harris looked into the distance as if recalling a past experience.
After a moment, he said quietly, âI later realized that I couldnât change anything.â
Ethanâs face changed, and he quickly asked, âSo even you couldnât do anything against the Capital City Martial Arts Association?â
âYes,â Jackson Harris did not conceal anything.
âThe deeper you get, the more you realize how terrifying the Capital City Martial Arts Association is, and how deep the waters of the Capital City are.â
âThatâs why, in the end, I chose to escape and hide.â
Ethanâs face turned even more unsightly, and he was even more puzzled in his heart.
Why was Jackson Harris so powerless?
âDonât underestimate the strength of the Capital City aristocratic families and the Capital City Martial Arts Association,â Jackson Harris said. âThey have stood unshaken for many years, and have become the highest sanctuary in the hearts of martial artists. Everyone considers joining the Martial Arts Association as an honor.â
âThis has also led to the most outstanding group of geniuses from all around serving the Capital City Martial Arts Association.â
At this point, the Pavilion Master on the side also nodded, saying, âMr. Harris is right, the strength of the Capital City Martial Arts Association is even greater than you can imagine.â
âIn addition to the cultivation resources you can see in the world, they also have an extremely strong foundation.â
Ethan remained silent, listening to the opinions of the two seniors.
âEthan, let me ask you â in your impression, what is the strongest realm?â Jackson Harris asked.
Ethan said solemnly, âI have heard of the Martial Saint Realm, but Iâve heard that Marquis-level is now the peak.â
Jackson Harris nodded, âIndeed, the Marquis is the current peak.â
âHowever⦠this conclusion does not apply to the Capital City Martial Arts Association.â
Ethanâs face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly asked, âCould it be⦠the Capital City Martial Arts Association has Martial Saints?â
Jackson Harris did not answer, but only said, âYou will understand in the future.â
Ethanâs face turned extremely ugly, and according to Jackson Harrisâs words, did he have no hope at all?
If even Jackson Harris was so negative, what about Ethan?
âDonât worry too much,â Jackson Harris suddenly changed the topic.
He looked at Ethan and said, âYour future achievements will definitely surpass mine. Perhaps, you will be the one to break the deadlock.â