Ms. Hayward hastily stood up and said, âRest assured, I will definitely accomplish my task!â
At this point, she suddenly raised her head and said, âRespected executives, I have a request.â
âA request? What request?â An executive asked coldly.
Ms. Hayward gritted her teeth and said, âI require a shape-changing pillâ¦â
The executives fell silent for a moment, later voicing coldly, âIs it for your Heaven Swallowing Python?â
âYesâ¦â Ms. Hayward lowered her head.
An executive coldly remarked, âMs. Hayward, youâve served the Capital City Martial Arts Association for many years. You should be aware that one shouldnât form too many attachments when working here. It might affect the entire association.â
âCorrect, if your heart is bound, then your sword will not be swift,â another executive added.
Ms. Hayward raised her head and pleaded, âIâve dedicated my whole life to the Association and have remained single, without any descendants. Now, the only thing that matters to me is Broderick.â
âI implore the high-ranking to grant me the shape-changing pill considering my wholehearted dedication!â
The executives appeared somewhat moved.
After a moment, an executive said, âCollect it in three days.â
Ms. Hayward quickly bowed and said, âThank you, respected executives!â
After leaving the meeting room, she quickly headed toward the house of the man with the mustache.
Unfortunately, no one was present in the mansion.
Elsewhere, Emerson Holmes was urgently making a call to Ethan Smith.
At this time, Ethan hadnât yet boarded his flight and his phone was still on.
After answering the call, Emerson relayed the situation to Ethan.
âYou urgently need to hide that little girl and the bodies you have in your possession,â Emerson said in a deep voice.
Ethan stroked his chin and chuckled, âI figured they would do something like this. Donât worry, Iâll handle it appropriately.â
A plane flew high in the sky.
When Ethan arrived at Pyro, it was already midnight.
After much thought, Ethan decided to hide the coffin, paintings, and bodies in River City.
That was his hometown and the safest place.
That same night, Ethan hurried back to River City, hiding the coffin in the yard of his familyâs home.
After tending to all of this, it was already morning.
Ethan wiped the sweat from his forehead. He looked around at his surroundings and whispered, âItâs been a long time since Iâve been back.â
There were people Ethan was indebted to here, but he had barely any time for a pause.
So, he didnât inform anyone, and at the dawn, headed back to the Capital City Martial Arts Academy in his car.
As soon as he returned to the house of the man with the mustache, he saw two figures in purple robes standing at the entrance.
Ethan walked straight up to them and asked half-jokingly, âRespected gentlemen in the purple robes, may I ask what brings you here?â
The two figures in purple glanced at each other before saying, âEthan Smith, where have you been these few days! Why didnât you inform us in advance!â
Ethan scoffed, âI do not believe Iâm required to inform you regarding my whereabouts, am I?â
The two figures in purple sternly responded, âYou are now involved in a significant matter. We need to restrict your movements temporarily. We hope you cooperate.â
âCooperate my ass!â Ethan said, sounding faintly annoyed.
âGo and tell Ms. Hayward, if thereâs something to say, say it and donât waste my time.â
After tossing out these words, Ethan planned to enter.
But the two purple-robed figures stepped forward, blocking Ethanâs path.
Ethanâs face turned cold and he instantly radiated an intense murderous spirit!
Upon detecting this murderous intention, not only did the two robed figures flinch, even the man with the mustache couldnât help but change his complexion!
âHey, hey, hey, letâs cool down. If thereâs an issue at hand, let Ms. Hayward handle it,â the man with the mustache quickly tried to mediate.
The two figures, already terrified, were given a way out by the man with the mustache and quickly retreated.
Once they left, the man with the mustache frowned and said, âEthan, you really should keep your murderous spirit under control a bit more.â
Ethan also had a slight frown on his face.
Ever since he attained the Power of Martial Saint, he found this murderous spirit seemed uncontrollable and could erupt at any moment.
âIf you hadnât interrupted just now, I might have already killed the two of them,â Ethan said softly.
The man with the mustache chuckled bitterly, âIf you keep this up, Iâm going to fear that you might become the next masked woman.â
It wasnât just the man with the mustache, even Ethan himself was becoming slightly concerned.
Upon returning to his residence, Ethan and the man with the mustache quickly tidied up.
Half an hour later,
Ms. Hayward led several figures in the purple robe, who immediately burst in.
âSurround the house!â Ms. Hayward commanded coldly.
âYes!â The purple-robed figures quickly surrounded the mansion.
And Ms. Hayward herself strode into the mansion.
At this time, Ethan was sitting in the great hall sipping tea, appearing rather pleased with himself.
âEthan, youâve finally returned,â Ms. Hayward said coldly.
Ethan raised an eyebrow and replied, âYou old beast, you certainly have a long life. I thought you were dead.â
Ms. Haywardâs expression chilled as she retorted, âHand over those bodies immediately!â
Ethan put down his tea cup and said, âIf I hand them over, youâre not afraid theyâll slap you to death, are you?â
An evident fright flashed across Ms. Haywardâs face, and she inadvertently took a step back.
Obviously, the incident from last time left a shadow on her.
Ms. Hayward took a deep breath and said sternly, âEthan, I am here under the orders of the superiors to ask you for the bodies, as well as that little girl.â
âThis isnât about personal grudges between you and me. Itâs an order from the highest level of the Capital City Martial Arts Association!â@@novelbin@@
Ethan scoffed coldly, âWhat qualifications do they have to order me? They are your superiors, not mine.â
âWant the bodies? Fine, hand over Emily Taylor in exchange!â
Ms. Haywardâs expression instantly cooled.
âEthan, I would advise you not to overstep your boundaries when given some leeway!â Ms. Haywardâs aura filled with murderous intent.
Ethanâs eyes narrowed, and his aura with the same murderous intent erupted!
âAre you threatening me?â Ethan rose from his seat.
Ethanâs aura was incomparably powerful, and it suppressed Ms. Haywardâs in an instant!
Even Ms. Hayward couldnât help but slightly change her expression.
Ethan glanced at the magical artifact in her hand and said with a cold smirk, âThe Martial Saint Weapon? What, are you thinking of stealing it?â
Ms. Hayward opened her mouth, but was unable to speak for a moment.
For some reason, she suddenly found that the Ethan standing before her seemed different from before.
âHow about we do it this way?â The man with the mustache, fearing that Ethan might lose control of his murderous spirit, quickly rose to his feet and suggested.
âThe competition between Ethan and Broderick hasnât been decided yet. Letâs use the two corpses as the stake.â
âIf Ethan wins, you lead him to the Mystic Realm where Emily Taylor is being held. If Broderick wins, Ethan will hand over the two bodies. How does that sound?â
Ethan looked at the man with the mustache, and without hesitation, laughed and said, âOkay, I agree.â