Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Chapter 196 - 196: 196: On the Eve of the Great Battle_1

Chapter 196 - 196: 196: On the Eve of the Great Battle_1

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Regarding Emily Taylor’s message, Cato Cain dared not neglect it.

He hurriedly picked up his phone and opened the message.

The content of the message was very brief, with only a few words: Keep an eye on Ethan Smith. If necessary, you can kill Conrad Schroeder or even wipe out the Schroeder Family.

Cato’s expression became solemn, and he quickly replied: “Yes, Miss Taylor.”

After replying, Cato couldn’t help but take a few strong puffs of his cigarette.

“What kind of fortune did this Ethan Smith accumulate in his past life…” Cato shook his head.

On the other side, after Ethan Smith finished his challenge, he rushed directly to the Eastern Cemetery.

This place was desolate and full of dark energy, giving those who stepped inside an uncomfortable feeling.

Ethan Smith first went around the cemetery, then left and went to the market.

He strolled around the market, causing many people to gather and watch.

“Isn’t that Ethan Smith? He actually has the leisure to go shopping in the market?”

“Quickly stay away from him, or else we might get ourselves in trouble.” As for the gossip of outsiders, Ethan Smith remained unmoved.

He bought many strange and peculiar items before returning to the Eastern Cemetery.

In the following days, Ethan Smith didn’t leave the Eastern Cemetery. He stayed there all day, and nobody knew what he was up to.

Uncle Armando observed Ethan Smith quietly from the shadows.

“Hmm, what does this Ethan Smith want to do?” Uncle Armando couldn’t help but frown when he saw Ethan’s peculiar actions.

“Uncle, do you want me to go down and test him?” asked someone beside him.

Uncle Armando was silent for a moment, and then said coldly, “I will do it myself. ”

Then, he walked into the Eastern Cemetery with his hands clasped behind his back.

At this time, Ethan Smith was sitting in the Eastern Cemetery, breathing in and out.

Everything seemed extremely calm.

It wasn’t until Uncle Armando came by that Ethan slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at Uncle Armando with a face full of dark energy, Ethan said coldly,

‘You must be the Schroeder Family’s loyal dog.”

Uncle Armando’s face changed, and the person beside him seemed ready to make a move!

“You seem to have a lot of leisure,” Uncle Armando sneered.

Ethan glanced at him and said indifferently, “Just say what you have to say. I don’t want to see people from the Schroeder Family.”

Uncle Armando scolded, “I heard you’re an alchemist?”

“So what if I am?” Ethan raised his eyebrows.

Uncle Armando said indifferently, “In that case, I believe you can cure Young Master Tenny.”

Ethan couldn’t help but laugh coldly.

“You’re right, I do have a way to cure Tristin Schroeder, but what about it?” Ethan said coldly.

Uncle Armando chuckled, “Before you die, there’s still room for a turnaround.”

“How about this: you heal Young Master Tenny’s illness, then at your own expense, kneel outside the Schroeder’s house for three days and three nights, announcing to the world that this matter is settled. How about it?” Uncle Armando clasped his hands behind his back and said indifferently.

“At least, this can save your life as their dog, right?” Uncle Armando continued.

Upon hearing this, a sneer flashed across Ethan’s face.

“Who do you think you are?” Ethan raised his eyebrows.

“A dog dares to bark and boast in front of me!” Ethan scolded coldly.

Uncle Armando’s face changed slightly, and he squinted his eyes, “I already gave you a chance. Since you don’t know any better, just wait for death!”

After leaving that sentence, Uncle Armando turned and left.

“Stop.”

At that moment, Ethan suddenly shouted.

Uncle Armando sneered, “What, have you come to your senses?”

Ethan didn’t say anything but suddenly appeared in front of Uncle Armando.

“I just want to tell you one thing.” Ethan said indifferently.As soon as the words left his mouth, Ethan Smith suddenly made his move! In an instant, he landed a blow on Uncle Armando’s belly!

It seemed like an ordinary punch, but it directly shattered Uncle Armando’s dantian!

“Showing off comes with a price,” Ethan Smith sneered.

Uncle Armando clutched his stomach, feeling his inner strength rapidly draining from within.

His face turned extremely ugly in an instant!

“You…you actually destroyed my cultivation!” Uncle Armando roared in horror. Ethan Smith sneered and said, “I spared your dog life, you should thank me.” Treating others with their own medicine.

Uncle Armando never expected that his own words would be applied to himself like this!

“Ethan Smith, your crime is unforgivable! The Family Head will definitely not let you go!” Uncle Armando shouted angrily.

Ethan Smith ignored him. He turned back and continued to meditate.

At the Schroeder Family.

Conrad Schroeder’s face was livid, seething with anger!

“That Ethan Smith doesn’t even take my Schroeder Family seriously!” Conrad Schroeder yelled.

He never expected Ethan Smith to be so arrogant!

Uncle Armando said with pain, “Family Head, my cultivation is destroyed, you must avenge me…”

Conrad Schroeder glanced at Uncle Armando and coldly said, “Don’t worry, I will peel his skin and extract his tendons, cut him into thousands of pieces!”

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, only one night remained before the two faced off.

That night, Ethan Smith slowly opened his eves.

“Foundation Building Stage 3, almost no chance of winning against a Grandmaster,” Ethan Smith softly muttered.

He flipped his palm and took out the bronze sword and the stone statue.

“I wonder if this bronze sword can give me a surprise.” Ethan Smith held the bronze sword in his right hand, muttering to himself.

The next morning.

The Eastern Cemetery was crowded.

Many martial artists came to witness the event, fearing they’d miss the show.

They didn’t dare to approach, surrounding the area from all sides.

Keith Moore also arrived at the scene, his face a mix of emotions as he looked at Ethan Smith, who was sitting cross-legged.

“Look, Ethan Smith is already here.”

“What’s he doing sitting there like that? It’s like he’s meditating.”

“Don’t you guys think it’s weird, ever since I stepped into this Eastern Cemetery, I feel a sense of oppression.”

“Right, there’s too much dark energy in the Eastern Cemetery. It conflicts with our inner strength, naturally reducing our strength.”

“Is it Ethan Smith’s deliberate plan? But he would be affected too.”

For a moment, the surroundings were filled with discussions.

Cato Cain and another Grandmaster, responsible for protecting Ethan Smith’s safety, also arrived at the scene.

This Grandmaster was Miguel Pratt. Although his strength wasn’t as great as Cato Cain’s, he was still a top-tier Grandmaster.

He was far beyond the likes of the newly promoted Grandmaster, Conrad Schroeder.

The two concealed their auras, observing from the dark.

“Brother Cain, my inner strength also seems to be feeling a suppression,” Miguel Pratt said in a low voice.

Cato Cain nodded slightly and said, “No matter the level of strength, there will be some suppression, but the stronger one is, the less affected they’ll be.” Miguel Pratt exclaimed, “Then isn’t Ethan Smith digging his own grave?” Cato Cain was also puzzled.

He knew that Conrad Schroeder was a Grandmaster, surely the suppression he would feel would be far less than Ethan Smith’s.

Just as the two were confused, a Rolls-Royce arrived ostentatiously. As soon as the car stopped, Conrad Schroeder stepped out of the car..