As Zachary eagerly anticipated Amanda's gleeful agreement, she finally spoke, dispelling his presumption. "Thanks, but there's no need to bother. Ethan is teaching me." Amanda declared bluntly, adding: "In fact, I'm considering formally accepting him as my mentor." The atmosphere shifted palpably. Zachary's complexion darkened a few shades. "You're instructing Amanda? That suggests some formidable skill on your part, doesn't it?" Turning, Zachary shot Ethan a disdainful look, clearly dismissing him as unworthy. Advancing, he outstretched a hand in greeting: "Shall we get acquainted?" His smile insinuated something more sinister as he continued: "I've always enjoyed meeting those who claim to be formidable." As Zachary extended his hand, a slight and almost mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth, a glint of mischief in his eyes. Amanda tensed, knowing Zachary's penchant for testing others during handshakes. Rumor had it he once squeezed a man's hand so hard it broke. Al
But the true enigma, the one who sent chills down Ethan's spine and who appeared to be an overwhelming threat, was a young man in a black windbreaker. This young man rarely made a move, but when he did, it was always with a brutal efficiency, targeting weak points and disabling his opponents in the blink of an eye. He was evidently leagues above the others present. Suddenly, Ethan's brow furrowed. Amanda was targeting this very man in the black jacket. Initially, she seemed overly confident, employing the same techniques that had downed previous adversaries. However, she soon realized her sweeps were deftly dodged. As realization dawned upon her, the young man lunged, a blade in his left hand aimed straight for her throat. A choked gasp escaped Amanda. She felt her breath obstructed, her escape routes closed. All she could muster was a desperate scream. In an almost supernatural move, Ethan snatched a stone from the car's hood. With a swift throw, the man's left hand froze in mid-
While none of them recognized this stranger, they harbored a glimmer of hope that he might be an unexpected reinforcement summoned by their allies. The heated blood of the onlookers began to boil once more. Xavier shouted, his voice filled with fervor: "He deserves to be punished!” Ethan, discerning the situation, furrowed his brow, sensing something amiss. This man... he was different from the usual young masters they encountered. Without hesitation, he strode swiftly towards the unfolding chaos. Seeing the warriors of Amanda's side successively knocked down, "Ariel!" Upon seeing her close friend risk herself and ultimately fall defeated on the battleground for her sake, Amanda felt a fiery surge of emotions. Unable to restrain herself, she too launched forward. "Relentless pests, it seems unless I give you all a bitter taste of fear, you won't understand its meaning." With these words, amidst the turmoil, the bearded man pulled out a small, gleaming knife. In a swift motion,
The scene was swiftly cleaned up. Young onlookers hurriedly summoned others, escorting the wounded and carrying away the lifeless body of the bearded man. Zachary, Xavier, and those who mocked Ethan earlier now kept their distance, daring not to taunt this formidable entity any further. Whatever spurred this battle was now forgotten, completely overshadowed by the display of power they just witnessed. After the ordeal with the bearded man, fear lingered in their hearts. What was the cause of the battle compared to this? Some young martial artists, slashed in their abdomens, were rushed to emergency care, still critical. Two bodies lay motionless at the scene. Fortunately, Londyn's arm wound was superficial, a mere scratch. A simple bandage would suffice, leaving no scars behind. By the time she arrived home, night had cloaked the earth, and the soft glow of the moonlight painted a silver patina upon everything it touched. Within that embrace of shadows and light, Londyn found sh
With an uproarious laughter, Benson declared: "Marvelous! All Sea will be honored to welcome the Emperor. It's a privilege for the entirety of All Sea." "When that time comes, let's call upon both Savannah and Samuel, and together we shall all celebrate the Emperor's arrival in All Sea." As their destination neared, Ethan said with a light chuckle: "Let's not discuss this for now. Since we're here, how about we share a drink?" "Whenever the Emperor wishes, Benson is at service." Benson replied, his excitement palpable. Only he understood the significance of the Emperor's move to All Sea. An imminent arrival of such a distinguished figure would certainly set All Sea abuzz. The vehicle swiftly entered the villa area, only to unexpectedly find the villa entrance besieged by a group of burly men dressed in black. A tense atmosphere enveloped them. What could have possibly transpired? Ethan and Benson stepped out of the car, only to be sternly approached by the black-clad men, one of
Casting a fleeting glance at the flamboyantly dressed Sean, who appeared to be in his 40s, Ethan remarked with an icy smile: "Your taste is quite... unique." Sean's face darkened instantly. Lily jumped to his defense: "What does age matter? A 30 billion contract, can you even fathom that amount?" Sean hastily backed her up: "Exactly! With money and status, what young beauty wouldn’t fall for me?" "A 30 billion contract, huh?" Ethan chuckled, casting a side-glance at Benson. Benson responded with a knowing smile, promptly texting someone. Moments later, Sean's phone rang. Spotting it was Natalie Smith, he couldn't resist flaunting: "Let me enlighten you on how I converse with the heiress." Intentionally activating the speakerphone, he greeted sweetly: "Darling, what can I do for you?" However, a furious voice echoed from the speaker: "Sean, who have you antagonized?" "I hereby declare that our 30 billion contract is nullified. The wedding is canceled. The Smiths want nothing t
With a soft thud, the least resentful of the lot, Harvey, surrendered, prostrating before Ethan in reverence. From the depths of his being, he truly felt a profound sense of awe; he was genuinely terrified. "Sir, Mr. Alexander. My apologies, Lord Alexander." "It's me, Harvey, who's at fault. I swear henceforth, I am your most loyal hound." "Just spare me, and whatever you ask of Harvey, I will oblige." The atmosphere was so tense that the surrounding people seemed ensnared by it, all members of the Four Great Families appeared to be wholly subdued by Ethan's presence. Whispers of "sorry" echoed faintly. "We... We admit our wrongdoings. We won't dare again." The patriarchs of the Bailay and Edwards families, namely Philip, Wilfred, and Calliope, bowed deeply in contrition, almost touching the ground. Seeing the members of the Four Great Families bowing one after another, the faces pale as death, the James brothers, stricken with fear, also knelt in apology. Even if they were u
After exchanging a few pleasantries, the call ended abruptly. But as fate would have it, no sooner had the call ended than the phone rang again, its persistent chime demanding attention. Ethan picked it up and, from the other end, came an anxious voice: "Greetings, are you by any chance the father of London Alexander?" "London has just fainted at the preschool. We have taken her to the infirmary. Could you be troubled to come here?" Fainted at preschool? "How is she now?" A tightness gripped Ethan's heart, his intuition hinting at something amiss, so he quickly inquired. The voice replied: "For now, the doctor can't pinpoint the issue, and she remains unconscious..." "I'll be right there." Without a moment's hesitation, Ethan dashed to the parking lot, simultaneously dialing the renowned Dr. Frederick. "My daughter has fainted, and the cause remains elusive." His succinct description conveyed the gravity of the situation, and Frederick immediately grasped its urgency: "I wil