Hearing this, Ethan Smith immediately felt something was wrong.
He said hastily, âHurry up and speak. I promise I wonât take it out on your daughter.â
Emerson Holmes fell silent for a moment, then slowly said, âThe super cultivators of the Capital City Martial Arts Association⦠are all created using Miss Taylorâs blood. Thatâs also why we took Miss Taylor away.â
âWhat?!â Hearing this, Ethan Smith rose to his feet in anger.
He glared at Emerson Holmes, gritting his teeth and said, âExplain yourself!â
Emerson Holmes knew that Ethan Smith would be furious, but his face showed no surprise.
He lit a cigarette, then said, âIt is said that Miss Taylorâs bloodline is extraordinary. Anyone with this bloodline would have strength beyond imagination.â
âWe extract blood from Miss Taylorâs body every day to supply members of the Association who have high potential.â
âThose three people are our test subjects.â
Upon hearing this, fury surge from his chest.
His veins bulged, his eyebrows furrowed, and his murderous spirit filled the whole room, making even Emerson Holmes feel a chill.
âCapital City Martial Arts Associationâ¦â Ethan Smith felt sharp pains in his chest, like his blood was boiling, and he nearly fainted.
âYouâve actually been cultivating others using Emilyâs blood⦠you bunch of beasts!â
Emerson Holmes took a deep drag on his cigarette and said, âDonât worry, Miss Taylor wonât be in danger. We have been providing her with top-tier herbs, so donât be angry.â
âNot angry?â Ethan Smithâs eyes were bloodshot.
âIf I were to hang your daughter up and draw her blood every day while feeding her the best Spirit Core, would you be okay with it?â
Emerson Holmes turned pale, he stammered, âEthan Smith, youâ¦donât act rashly.â
Ethan Smith was suppressing his anger, trying his best to stay calm.
He never thought that these so-called super cultivators were actually siphoning Emilyâs blood for their own benefit!
âYouâ¦youâre all vampires.â Ethan Smith was panting heavily.
Emerson Holmes kept silent. He knew this matter would enrage Ethan Smith, but he had no other options.
Ethan Smith sat there, silent for a long time.
He took Emersonâs cigarette and took a deep puff.
âWhere are those three so-called super cultivators?â Ethan Smith asked coldly.
Emerson Holmes was taken aback and asked, âWhat are you planning to do?â
âIâm going to kill them.â Ethan Smith said coldly.
âEmerson Holmes, Iâm not afraid to tell you that from today on, for every super cultivator that the Capital City Martial Arts Association creates, I will kill one!â
âAnyone who uses Emilyâs fresh blood, I wonât let even one of them off! Until you stop.â
This news secretly delighted Emerson Holmes.
As the Vice President of the Martial Arts Association, he knew just how powerful those three super cultivators were.
If Ethan Smith went looking for them, wouldnât he be courting death?
So, without thinking, Emerson Holmes said, âUsually, they go to the Flourishing Bar for a drink at night. You might have a chance if you try your luck there.â
Ethan Smith glanced at Emerson Holmes, saying, âYouâd better not be lying to me, or else⦠bear the consequences.â
Emerson Holmes spread his hands, âI swear to God, Iâm not lying.â
Ethan Smith said nothing more. He got up and was about to leave.
After taking two steps, Ethan Smith suddenly turned around and walked towards the room of Emersonâs daughter.
âWhat⦠are you doing!â Emerson Holmes turned pale and hurried after him.
Ethan Smith sat next to the little girl and smiled, âLittle sister, this is the newest jelly bean, would you like to try some? Itâs very sweet.â
The little girl didnât know the relationship between Ethan Smith and Emerson Holmes. She sniffed the pill and was quickly mesmerised by its scent.
âEthan Smith, what are you trying to do!â Emerson Holmes reached out to snatch the pill, but was grabbed by Ethan Smith at the wrist.
âDonât worry, this is a pill I refined myself. As long as you cooperate honestly with me, this pill will not harm your daughter. On the contrary, it will benefit her.â Ethan Smith said coldly.
âOf course, if you dare let this matter out, this pill will immediately become a deadly poison!â
Emerson Holmesâs face turned extremely ugly. He clenched his fist tightly and warned, âYouâd better guarantee that this pill wonât harm my daughter, or else⦠Iâll kill you even if it cost me my life!â
âI have no reason to harm your daughter.â Ethan Smith said as he stood up.
He walked to the door, stopped, and said in a deep voice, âI donât want people to know that Iâm still alive, for now⦠so you know what to do.â
After dropping these words, Ethan Smith left straight away.
Watching Ethan Smithâs departing back, Emerson Holmes was frustrated and helpless.
â¦
At night, a man wrapped in a black cloak was hurrying along.
No one else but Ethan Smith.
He soon reached the Flourishing Bar and casually picked a seat to sit down.
This bar was very famous in Capital City. It was said that those who came to play here were mostly elegantly dressed young men or famous celebrities.
They dressed ostentatiously, which made Ethan Smithâs black cloak seem out of place.
Under the black cloak, Ethan Smithâs face was icy cold.
Despite masking the murderous spirit on his body, one could still sense a hint of chill.
âDammitâ¦â
Emerson Holmesâs words kept echoing in Ethan Smithâs mind.
He wished he could rush to the Capital City Martial Arts Association and rescue her.
But the Ethan Smith today was no longer the impulsive youth. He knew very well that going to the Martial Arts Association now would not only fail to rescue anyone but would lose his own life.
After sitting down, Ethan Smith released his divine sense.
Soon, he had picked up on several martial artists.
âHm? Thereâs even a Marquis?â Ethan Smith slightly raised his eyebrows and scanned not far away
Not too far off was a woman seated. When Ethan Smith looked at her, their eyes met.
âHow could there be a Marquis in a small bar like this.â Ethan Smith furrowed his brow.
It was known that there arenât many Marquis in the world, it was hard to see even one on normal days.
As Ethan Smith was pondering, the woman approached him.
âFriend, fancy a drink?â the woman offered Ethan Smith a glass of alcohol.
Ethan Smith remained silent, ignoring the woman.
The woman continued, âAs a Marquis, yet hiding yourself so well. You must be here to kill someone.â
Ethan Smith turned cold and said in a icy voice, âThis has nothing to do with you. Itâs better for you not to meddle.â
The woman ignored him and went on, âThere arenât many in this world who could trouble a Marquis. Yet you, a Marquis, are going so far as to hide yourself to kill someone. The person you are trying to kill, must be significant.â
Ethan Smithâs face grew colder and colder, he sipped his drink and coldly said, âBeing too smart can lead to your own destruction.â