Stuart instantly scooped it up, his face breaking into a wide grin: "Ah, a diploma." Unfurling it, Stuart’s laughter became even more uproarious. "Damn, such high education, yet from a vocational school!" With those words, a clap of thunderous laughter struck the hall. "Good lord?" "A vocational school? Ha ha ha!" "Do any of us have anything less than a Master's degree?" The crowd was convulsed in laughter to the point of doubling over! All attention was now riveted on Ethan, sitting there, imbibing his drink in solitude. How could a mutt from a vocational school dare to leech off their queen bee, Miss Edwards? Truly, a shameless creature! Ethan saw it, but he hadn’t expected that he’d accidentally pocketed Jackson’s diploma. At that moment, Ashton abruptly stood, his laugh laced with scorn: "A vocational school mutt, huh? It seems even the qualifications to transfer goods at our company elude you." As soon as these words were articulated, another wave of laughter reverber
"So, not drinking anymore?" With Ashton ceasing his pour, Ethan chuckled lightly. For a moment, everyone seemed stupefied, never having imagined Ethan could drink so much. Ethan inwardly smiled, thinking, these young ones wish to compete in a drinking game with a titan like him? Back in the day, on the battlefields of his homeland, they drank potent brews from underground cellars, far stronger than these mediocre spirits. Ashton's face turned ashen. Getting Ethan drunk wasn't crucial, but if he continued, he risked endangering himself. Just as Ashton seemed caught in a dilemma, the room's door burst open! A woman, clutching her face, staggered in. Everyone turned, recognizing her. Wasn't that Stuart's girlfriend, Lauren Brooks? "Lauren, what happened?" Stuart inquired with concern. All eyes were now on her. Lauren Brooks clutched her reddened, swelling face, tears streaming down in rivulets. "Just now, some thug near the restroom leered at me with lustful eyes. I had a bit
For a split second, the entire assembly was utterly stunned. Their mouths hung open wide enough to swallow a walnut! What on earth was unfolding? Why on earth would a boss like Vincent kneel before Ethan? This abrupt spectacle struck their souls deeply, a sight they'd never have fathomed even in their wildest dreams! Ethan briefly elucidated the situation. "These folks wish to apologize to you, we did not come through there, please accept their apologies on their behalf." At this, Vincent immediately responded with reverence: "Ah, are these your friends?" "If that's the case, there's no need for apologies! Surely a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding... No, it's my people who were wrong." "Do you need me to have them apologize in person?" Seeing Vincent again humbly kneel and speak with such deference before Ethan, the onlookers' eyes widened like coins, their bodies subtly trembling. Then, Ethan offered a gentle smile: "Didn't you hear them say they don't know me?" At the
In the afternoon, Benson James reached out to Ethan. "Your Majesty, last time you asked me to locate seven rare herbs, I have found five so far." Ethan inquired with curiosity: "Oh? Where?" "They happen to be in All Sea, yet they are items within an auction." "The auction conveniently commences tomorrow. I have secured a participant's certificate and will personally partake in the bidding." Upon hearing this, Ethan pondered momentarily and said: "No, you needn’t go." "Hand the certificate to me, I will bid. You continue searching for the remaining two." He was, after all, leisurely and content to attend the auction alone. If Ethan decreed so, Benson James had no alternative but to comply. "Right, there's another matter to report." Ethan: "What is it?" "Weren’t you mentioning the Four Deadly Assassins of All Sea earlier? I’ve had their den razed." "Two perished on site, another was fortunately absent, on a mission, and narrowly escaped." "However, I’ve dispatched people to
This was a golden ticket into the good graces of the renowned Nelson family! Immediately after this announcement, bidding fervor ensued. "2 million!" "5 million!" "8 million!" Then, a composed voice declared. "20 million!" As the statement echoed, a murmur of astonishment swept through the attendees. All eyes turned. It was Alexis Green, the patriarch of the Green family placing the bid! Though the Green family was merely a third-tier entity in All Sea, they were currently on the rise. Establishing ties with the Nelsons now could potentially elevate them to a second-tier status. To think the Greens would invest such a hefty sum to woo the Nelsons was audacious! But just as Alexis was confident of his winning bid, a soft voice resonated. "50 million." Yet another wave of gasps and murmurs enveloped the room. Who, who could be so audacious to court the Nelsons with such extravagance? All eyes converged on the source of the voice. It was a mere boy. Ethan! His 50 million
However, that was none of his concern. Sitting in the passenger seat, Savannah giggled: "Sir, they thought I was giving that to that old man earlier.” "They even said I fancied some young master, aspiring to climb the social ladder. I disdain! My heart forever belongs to only the Emperor." Ethan grimaced with amusement. Just as he was about to speak, he had to brake abruptly as several black cars zoomed in from both sides, forcing his Panamera to a halt. The car doors flung open and out hurried six or seven thugs, each armed with iron rods and machetes. Savannah's eyebrows knitted, and her eyes turned icy cold: "Who seeks death today?" Instantly, the car's atmosphere seemed to freeze. With just that one statement, she transformed completely. The delicate and endearing aura she exuded moments before had vanished, replaced by the menacing demeanor of the assassin: "Elizabeth”. Ethan emotionlessly said: "No need for fatalities." “Yes.” Savannah nodded, then stepped out of the car
At that juncture, the elderly man, abed, erupted into a violent cough, his breath rattling harshly through the tense air.“Grandfather!” Tears effortlessly breached Evelyn’s eyes as worry constricted her heart."No further delay can be afforded!"Dr. David, with syringe in hand, advanced purposefully.In this instance, Evelyn’s mind became a cavern of void, unknowing of what action to take.Her grandfather’s condition precipitously degraded, the scenario veering toward the dire; she could only witness as David plunged the syringe into the main artery.Moments later, the elder's breath softened and even a tinge of rosiness returned to his complexion.Evelyn, softly agape, scarcely believed.Witnessing this spectacle, Issac, triumphant, chortled: "Effective with a single dose, how about that?”“Zelda, you are young, susceptible to the deceptive words of others, easily misled.”"In the future, you must learn to perceive people truly, to steer clear of miscreants who exploit others!"Conc
By the time Ethan reached home, evening had settled. Amanda Fred lounged about the mansion, wallowing in boredom.Upon Ethan's arrival, she instantly pestered him to teach her martial arts.Having been preoccupied of late, he hadn't had the time. But now, Ethan imparted a few moves.Seeing her in short shorts, a high ponytail, executing each move with precision, Ethan nodded in approval.She was a fast learner, destined to become a martial arts maestro soon.That night, Londyn was in high spirits, a radiant smile gracing her face.She occasionally expressed to Ethan her astonishment at the sudden change in demeanor of her old schoolmates during their recent gathering.Their attitudes had transformed to warmth and respect, a stark contrast from that day at the karaoke bar.Curiously, she wondered if something transpired on the night she was inebriated.Ethan smirked and shook his head.He playfully suggested that perhaps after he outdrank them, their earlier arrogance had vanished in a