Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 1018 - Marc Fraley and Dudley Lynch fall

Chapter 1018: Chapter 1018: Marc Fraley and Dudley Lynch fall out

Chapter 1018 -1018: Marc Fraley and Dudley Lynch fall out

Ethan Smith gazed at the grand scene before him.

Although his face showed no joy or sorrow, his dominating aura made him appear like a god amongst mortals, giving an impression that was too intimidating to look at directly.

His golden aura and the traces of crimson on him seemed even more frightening under the sunlight!

Effortlessly killing the Martial Saint as if he were slaying a dog, everyone knew that from this day forward, most likely no one would be able to hinder this young man.

Looking at the two Martial Saints who fell to their knees to show him their friendliness first, Ethan Smith extended his palm and brought the two back on their feet with a gentle wave of his hand.

The pair was terrified, not daring to meet Ethan’s eyes directly.

They did not know what the fate awaiting them was.

Whether it would be life or death, it was no longer in their hands.

“From now on, Heaven Gate will be the first sect in Proseponia, even in the whole world.” Ethan Smith said quietly.

His voice, though quiet, resonated like a gong, echoing in everyone’s hearts.

Everyone’s heads raised in unison with a glint in their eyes.

It was unclear whether it was excitement or anxiety that gleamed in their eyes.

Ethan Smith turned around and started walking towards the Great Hall.

He intended to understand the situation of Heaven Gate as quickly as possible.

Charleston Ryder was summoned once again to the hall, while the two Martial Saints who followed Coryn Dennis, stood by the side, waiting for Ethan’s instructions.

Ethan Smith studied the map before him carefully.

On the map were marked Coryn Dennis’s future objectives.

Coryn Dennis’ ambitions aligned with his own, it saved Ethan the trouble of planning.

On both sides of the Great Hall stood a row of people.

These were the current high ranking officials of Heaven Gate and the Quasi-Martial Sages most likely to become Martial Saints.

Among them was Crosby Reid, the one hailed as the top genius of Heaven Gate.

Looking at the people before him, Ethan Smith remained silent, deep in thought.

But those below him weren’t as collected.

They were filled with uneasiness, especially since they had just betrayed Ethan Smith to join Coryn Dennis not too long ago.

“Tomorrow, at 8 am, everyone is to gather in the Great Hall. I will impart a Dao technique.” Ethan Smith announced.

The crowd appeared shocked but quickly understood his meaning!

Imparting techniques? Techniques to become a Martial Saint?

“Thank you, Lord Smith!” The crowd shouted in unison!

Ethan Smith watched the crowd from his elevated position with a commanding gaze.

Perhaps it was the confidence his power brought him, but despite facing such a large crowd, Ethan managed to make them feel oppressed without even trying.

In addition to imparting techniques to the Quasi-Martial Sages, Ethan had to mass-produce Pills as well.

These Pills would be distributed to the numerous disciples under a system of reward incentives.

Managing a sect is no different, at its core, than managing a company.

Carrot and stick tactics never go out of style.

Afterwards, Ethan Smith rose from the sacred seat.

All the disciples bowed their heads promptly, not daring to make eye contact with Ethan Smith.

Ethan Smith’s steps were slow and measured, each step resonating like a weight on everyone’s hearts.

At that moment, Ethan Smith stopped beside Crosby Reid.

Crosby Reid felt a cold shiver run down his spine, and a bead of sweat formed at his temple.

Ethan Smith stood there, silent for a long while.

Meanwhile, Crosby Reid was extremely anxious.

Just as Ethan Smith had guessed, he harbored rebellious thoughts and was waiting to act once he became a Martial Saint.

He thought his intentions were well-hidden, but Ethan’s actions had the unsettling effect of seeing through his exterior and laying his inner thoughts bare.

After a while, Ethan Smith raised his hand and patted Crosby Reid on the shoulder.

Crosby Reid froze, his body started trembling involuntarily.

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Ethan Smith said nothing, but his action felt like a heavy hammer striking Crosby’s heart.

…

Meanwhile, within the borders of Pyro.

Many of the younger generation were also trying to break through to become Martial Saints.

In this environment, countless people had chosen to hide and cultivate in seclusion, not wanting any part in the strife.

The most promising of them all was naturally, Dominic Taylor.

While Marc Fraley was still engrossed in his “business”.

In his office stood a young man.

The intimidating cold aura exuding from the young man cloaked in a black robe could not be masked.

“From today onwards, you must cease all your activities.” Marc Fraley coldly said to Dudley Lynch.

“Right now, all the blame is on Ethan Smith as he has already fled from Pyro, if you continue to absorb others’ Inner Strength, you will be exposed sooner or later.”

Dudley Lynch pursed his lips, saying: “Young Master Lynch, don’t worry…”

Despite what he said, a shadow flickered across Dudley Lynch’s face beneath the black robe.

Once it began, stopping was no longer just an option that could be brought about with Marc’s words.

Furthermore, at this moment, Dudley Lynch strongly felt that he was very close to becoming a Martial Saint.

Once he became a Martial Saint, he could then free himself from the constraints of the Capital City Martial Arts Association!

…

The entire Kingdom of Pyro seemed to be in harmony.

Ever since Ethan Smith had left, it seemed as if everything had gone quiet.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten about Ethan Smith who had been gone for half a month.

But then one day, death arrived silently.

Dudley Lynch acted again, massacring more than ten young disciples in one fell swoop!

All these young disciples came from distinguished Martial Arts families, with so many of their members dead, they naturally wouldn’t sit by idly.

Marc Fraley was quickly informed of this incident, standing in his office, he erupted with rage: “Dudley Lynch, are my words like whispers in the wind to you!”

Dudley Lynch said nonchalantly: “Young Master Marc, there’s no need to get worked up. Even if Ethan Smith isn’t in the country, we can still make him the scapegoat.”

“Whether he is in Pyro or not, isn’t it all up to you?”

Marc Fraley’s face darkened, he coldly replied: “How to do this isn’t something you need to teach me, is it?”

“Dudley Lynch, I warn you to put an end to your disgraceful acts!”

Dudley Lynch narrowed his eyes, chuckling coldly: “Disgraceful acts? Young Master Marc, aren’t you the one who started all this?”

“Are you asking for death?” Marc Fraley exploded with anger at his words!

Dudley Lynch instinctively took a step back, narrowing his eyes, he said: “Young Master Marc, you’d best not provoke me, or else… I will expose your disgraceful conduct to everyone! Let everyone know who the real murderer is not Ethan Smith, but you, the self-righteous leader of the martial arts world!”