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Chapter 357 The Son of the Sun Delivers Justice!

357  The Son of the Sun Delivers Justice!

After school, Ethan didn't have any work shifts lined up today because he planned to visit someone at the hospital.

As soon as he left the school gates, he headed straight for the train station.

On the way, he couldn't help but overhear some girls chatting nearby.

"Look at that guy, he's so handsome."

"Yeah, totally! Is he some kind of celebrity?"

At the same time, more and more eyes were on him. Girls always seemed to be extra enthusiastic when it came to checking out good-looking guys.

Ethan, however, was used to this kind of attention. Let them look, he thought. As long as no one came up to talk to him and waste his time, he considered it a win.

The train swayed gently as it moved along.

Ethan stood near the door, surrounded by a sea of people. The trains in this city were always packed during rush hour, sometimes so full that station staff had to push people in just to get the doors to close.

The thought of being crammed in like that was suffocating, but for the locals, it was just another part of daily life.

Ethan had assumed this train ride would be just another uneventful commute.

But to his surprise, something was about to happen.

He found himself in the middle of a situation—he had just encountered a train pervert, and the guy was right in front of him.

After a few stops and some shuffling of passengers, a middle-aged man wearing a hat ended up standing in front of Ethan. His calm expression masked a sleazy intent. The man was using his phone to secretly take pictures up the skirt of the girl in front of him.

Ethan caught him in the act.

And it didn't stop there. The pervert, apparently not satisfied with just taking pictures, reached out with his hand, aiming to touch the girl directly.

Completely absorbed in his own twisted desires, the man didn't realize that someone had already noticed his crime.

Just as his hand was about to make contact, Ethan intercepted it.

The pervert was startled, but before he could react, he felt another hand grab his backside.

Wait, what? Did I just get groped by a train pervert?!

The middle-aged man's face twisted in terror. In the next moment, he felt a sharp, agonizing pain as Ethan twisted his hand hard.

A blood-curdling scream erupted from the man's throat.

"AAAHHH!!!"

The noisy train car fell silent. All eyes turned toward them.

The pervert, now pale and trembling, was completely at Ethan's mercy.

Like being a pervert? Well, this is what you get!

Ethan calmly took the man's phone with one hand while using the other to twist the pervert's arm behind his back. He gently asked the girl in front of them to step aside.

The girl, who had clearly realized what was happening, looked shaken. But after hearing Ethan's calm voice, she moved aside as instructed.

She watched as Ethan pressed the pervert's entire body against the glass door of the train.

"What are you doing? Let me go! You're assaulting me! I'm calling the police!"

The pervert had finally snapped out of his shock and was now struggling desperately, trying to talk his way out of the situation.

If he got caught here, his life would be over!

"Shut up."

Ethan yanked the man's arm again, causing another scream of pain.

Ethan frowned and scolded him, "Why are you screaming so loud, you piece of trash? You're nothing but a sewer rat, a fly buzzing around a garbage dump…"

The pervert was shaking uncontrollably, drenched in cold sweat despite the warm June weather. What kind of world was this, where perverts couldn't catch a break anymore?

Maybe it was because he was on the verge of losing his mind, but the man suddenly blurted out, "I don't understand what you're saying! I'm Korean, okay?!"

Wait, did he just switch to Korean at the end?

Even so, Ethan wasn't buying it. And even if it were true, so what?

The other passengers had more or less figured out what was going on, and their expressions showed a collective sense of realization.

It wasn't exactly a secret that people in this country didn't have the best opinion of Koreans, so when this sleazy guy admitted his nationality, whether it was true or not, everyone was more than willing to believe him.

At the same time, the passengers were silently cheering for the brave high schooler who had stepped up to stop the crime. Ethan was like a shining beacon to them, and they were already crafting headlines in their minds:

"A Hero of Courage and Wisdom, the Embodiment of Beauty and Virtue, the Son of the Sun Delivers Justice!"

Ethan, of course, had no idea about the over-the-top thoughts running through their heads.

When the train arrived at the next station and the doors opened, Ethan dragged the pervert out of the car.

The middle-aged man wanted to resist, but his face was drenched in cold sweat. He could feel that if Ethan so much as lifted his arm a little higher, it would snap. So, he didn't dare make a move.

However, Ethan didn't seem interested in handing him over to the police. Instead, he said, "Let's go. We need to have a little chat in the restroom."

Without waiting for a response, Ethan dragged him toward the station's restroom.

With the evidence firmly in Ethan's hands, the pervert didn't dare defy him.

But just as they were about to leave, Ethan felt a tug on his jacket. He turned around to see the girl from earlier holding onto the hem of his coat.

She had short, ash-gray hair, a delicate face, and was wearing the uniform of Westbrook Academy. Ethan had recognized her earlier—this girl was Elise Bennett.

It seemed like she wanted to thank him, but she was a bit like Lila in some ways. She wasn't socially anxious, but she had a hard time expressing herself, which made her come off as a bit withdrawn.

Ethan spoke to her gently, "Are you okay? If you're still feeling scared, you should call a friend to come pick you up. As for this guy, don't worry—I'll take care of him."

"Ah…" Elise watched as Ethan dragged the pervert toward the station restroom.

Inside the restroom, Ethan shoved the pervert against the wall and glanced at the phone he had taken from him. "Wow, you've got quite the collection of photos here. Oh, looks like you're a repeat offender, too."

The phone's gallery was filled with pictures taken in secret.

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