Chapter 648: Chapter 647 - 648: 648: Public Execution of Emily Taylor!

Emerson Holmes’ face was pale, and he couldn’t believe that these words came out of Davy Barnett’s mouth!

Seemingly aware of Emerson’s thoughts, Davy said indifferently, “Do you know why Ethan Smith lost? It’s because he has a weakness! And his weakness is Emily Taylor!”

“Otherwise, with his talent, another ten years or so of bitter cultivation, we really wouldn’t have any way to deal with him.”

“Emerson, you’re the Vice President, so you should understand this principle.”

Emerson’s face was extremely unsightly, and his heart was filled with bitterness.

As expected, Ethan was right.

“President Barnett, I won’t give up on my daughter,” Emerson said softly as he got up from the ground.

Davy snorted coldly, “Then figure it out by yourself. Capital City Martial Arts Association will definitely not help you!”

Emerson opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he was interrupted by Davy’s rudeness.

“Get out!” Davy waved his hand.

Emerson didn’t say anything more. He left with a wry smile on his face.

…

On the other side, Ethan’s injuries had not yet healed.

The battle seriously injured Ethan, and he also learned about the terrifying power of the Capital City Martial Arts Association.

Not only do they have extremely strong combat power, but more importantly, they can come up with different battle plans for different opponents.

“No wonder they captured so many people in the prison…” Ethan gritted his teeth and whispered.

For the time being, Ethan had no choice but to stay put and recover.

“I hope the man with the mustache will return soon,” Ethan thought.

As long as he could harness the power of those two male corpses, the Capital City Martial Arts Association would be nothing to worry about.

Even if they used the Martial Saint Weapon, they would be powerless!

At night.

Ethan came to Emerson’s house again, quietly waiting for Emerson’s return.

“How did it go?” Ethan asked indifferently when Emerson returned.

Emerson hesitated, not knowing how to start.

Ethan sneered, “You don’t need to say anything. I already know the outcome.”

Emerson let out a bitter smile and said, “I’ve dedicated so many years of my life to the Capital City Martial Arts Association, I never thought…”

“Emerson, as the Vice President of the Capital City Martial Arts Association, I can’t believe you’re so naive,” Ethan sneered.

“You’re trying to talk about feelings with capital? To them, the only criterion is whether there’s value in using someone.”

Emerson sighed. He sat across from Ethan and took a hard puff of his cigarette.

Ethan said indifferently, “According to our agreement, you must listen to me now.”

Emerson glanced at Ethan and said, “I think I’ve already lost trust in front of Davy Barnett. There’s not much I can do to help you.”

“That’s not something you should be worried about. I’ll find a way to make you regain their trust,” Ethan said as he got up.

Emerson frowned, “How do you plan to do it?”

“I have my own methods. When I need you, I’ll let you know,” Ethan replied.

“Emerson, I hope you can keep your word. If you betray me again, I won’t be softhearted,” Ethan warned coldly.

Emerson smiled bitterly. At this moment, he had no other choice.

Ethan didn’t linger and left.

…

During the following days, Ethan stayed in a civilian house without leaving, slowly recovering from his injuries.

Meanwhile, the outside world’s speculations about the identity of the black-robed man were growing more and more.

In the end, all the speculation had reached a consensus.

That is: The black-robed man is Ethan Smith’s master! This time, he took action to avenge Ethan Smith!

This theory received almost everyone’s approval!

“No wonder Ethan Smith’s progress was so fast, he had such a master behind him.”

“Tsk tsk, the master and disciple really have the same temper, both are fearless.”

“This master must be even better. He has defeated the Capital City Martial Arts Association multiple times, leaving them completely helpless.”

Looking at these comments online, Davy Barnett’s face grew darker and darker.

The higher-ups had already given Davy Barnett the final order: Capture the black-robed man within three days or be removed from the position as President of the Martial Arts Association!

This made Davy Barnett even more anxious.

“It seems I have no choice but to use that method.” Davy Barnett’s eyes turned cold, and he stood up, heading straight to the Taylor family.

In the heart of Capital City, there was a skyscraper.

It was said that the price of the building was ridiculously high, costing up to 300,000 per square meter!

And this building was the Taylor Group!

In an office on the top floor, four stunning women were in front of Kylan Taylor.

These women were all exquisite-looking with devilish figures, and some were even B or C-list celebrities!

At this moment, these women who were the center of attention, were kneeling in front of Kylan Taylor, serving him.

At that time, Davy Barnett walked in from the outside.

“Mr. Taylor.” Davy Barnett said politely.

Kylan Taylor glanced at him and said generously: “Please, sit.”

Then, Kylan Taylor waved to the four women and said, “You ladies can leave now.”

“Yes, Mr. Taylor.” The women got up one after the other and left the office.

After they left, Kylan Taylor casually asked, “President Barnett, was there something you needed me for?”

Davy Barnett hesitated for a moment before telling Kylan Taylor his purpose for coming.

After listening, Kylan Taylor’s face turned cold and he said, “A public execution for Emily Taylor? Davy Barnett, are you crazy? You want to disgrace my Taylor family?”

Davy Barnett already expected Kylan Taylor’s attitude, and he said with a bitter smile, “Mr. Taylor, I have no other choice. As long as you agree, I can promise you anything!”

Kylan Taylor snorted coldly: “Davy Barnett, I think you’ve gone mad! There’s no way I’ll agree to this!”

Davy Barnett’s face turned unpleasant, and after thinking for a moment, he said, “What if we reduce the scope, limit this public execution to within the world of martial arts only!”

“This way, we can minimize the damage to the Taylor family! What do you think?”

Kylan Taylor was furious: “Davy Barnett! Are you deaf? I told you, there is no way I’ll agree to this!”

“No matter what, Emily is my niece. A public execution? You’re just slapping my face!”

For a moment, Davy Barnett didn’t know what to do. This was the only method he could think of.

“How about we do it this way.” At this moment, Dominic Taylor walked in from outside the door.

“Young Master Taylor.” Davy Barnett greeted Dominic Taylor politely.

Dominic Taylor nodded and then said, “Change the public execution to the public extraction of bloodline. Don’t you have a list? Limit the personnel to those on that list.”

“Invite the elegantly dressed young men from various great families to watch.”

“In front of so many people, publicly absorb Emily Taylor’s bloodline, and distribute the bloodline among young aristocrats of the major families.”

“At least it will look more reasonable.”

Davy Barnett suddenly felt cold, Dominic Taylor’s words seemed to make some sense.

“The black-robed man is no fool. Publicly executing Emily Taylor? Even a fool could see it’s fake since the Capital City Martial Arts Association considers her a treasure.” Dominic Taylor sneered.

Davy Barnett quickly nodded, “Young Master Taylor is right!”