Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Chapter 639: Causing trouble!.

Activate the Martial Saint Weapon!

Hearing this, the people in black and gold robes couldn't help but exchange glances.

It was well known that the Capital City Martial Arts Association hadn't deployed the Martial Saint Weapon in many years.

Even in the case of Ethan Smith, the Capital City Martial Arts Association had never used the Martial Saint Weapon!

"Is it necessary? We've made so many preparations, so why bother using the Martial Saint Weapon?" someone said coldly.

"The few of us are enough to kill the black-robed man. The key issue now is whether he will appear or not."

"Martial Saint Weapon... That's no small matter."

Emerson Holmes, however, said coldly, "You don't know how terrifying this black-robed man is!"

"How terrifying could he be? Do you think he could defeat the eight of us?" someone sneered.

"Vice President Holmes, you can't possibly think that the risk level of this black-robed man is equal to Ethan Smith's, can you?"

"Although the black-robed man's strength far surpasses Ethan Smith's, his risk is far less than Ethan Smith's."

"After all, Ethan Smith is too young. What we worry about is his future potential. But this black-robed man has obviously reached a bottleneck. He's no great threat to the Capital City Martial Arts Association."

Emerson Holmes slammed the table and stood up. He almost blurted out that Ethan Smith was the black-robed man.

But in the end, Emerson Holmes held back.

He took a deep breath and said, "Anyway, I will apply for it. Please focus on your own responsibilities."

Several people snorted coldly and left without saying a word.

Emerson Holmes took a deep breath, his face full of indecision.

For Emerson Holmes, this was a gamble. Ethan Smith had to die!

If he didn't die, his own daughter would be in danger! Absolutely no accidents were allowed!

So, Emerson Holmes immediately went to President Barnett's office to disclose the matter.

After listening to Emerson, Davy Barnett couldn't help but sneer, "Emerson Holmes, are you crazy? Deploy the Martial Saint Weapon? What are you thinking about? Do you know what the Martial Saint Weapon signifies?"

Emerson Holmes anxiously said, "President Barnett, only by deploying the Martial Saint Weapon can we ensure Ethan Smith's death! I..."

"Shut up!" Davy Barnett shouted and interrupted Emerson Holmes.

"Emerson Holmes, I've already given you the authority to mobilize the black and gold-robed members. That's the limit! And you still want the Martial Saint Weapon?"

"If you run off with the Martial Saint Weapon, who will be responsible? Do you have any idea of what the Martial Saint Weapon signifies?"

Emerson Holmes gritted his teeth, feeling an impulse to tell Davy Barnett that Ethan Smith was indeed the black-robed man.

But in the end, Emerson Holmes dismissed the idea.

Emerson Holmes was not clear about Ethan Smith's tactics and feared that if he exposed Ethan Smith's identity, the pill would automatically take effect.

"Emerson Holmes, you must handle this matter properly, understand?" Davy Barnett said coldly.

Emerson Holmes nodded and whispered, "President Barnett, I understand..."

Leaving the Capital City Martial Arts Association, Emerson Holmes immediately made arrangements.

They specially set up an academy for the purpose of activating bloodlines.

Originally, this academy was to be launched soon, but due to Ethan Smith's actions at the auction, it was postponed indefinitely.

"As long as we release the news about this academy, Ethan Smith will definitely come," Emerson Holmes took a deep breath.

They had already set up a tight dragnet around the academy. If Ethan Smith dared to show up, escape would be impossible!

...

At that moment, Ethan Smith was packing his belongings, preparing to move to another place.

He put on his hat and left the Capital City that day, heading straight for River Town.

At night.

Ethan Smith held his breath and carefully entered the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.

He came to the Divine Alchemist Pavilion to deliver the Seven-Coloured Glaze to the Pavilion Master.

At the foot of the Pavilion Master Building.

Ethan Smith, light as a swallow, arrived on the upper floor.

The upstairs was quiet, and the two attendants who served the Pavilion Master were already asleep.

At a glance, an antique-style bed was in sight.

White curtains wrapped around the massive bed, swaying gently in the breeze.

Ethan Smith walked directly to the bedside, opened his mouth to speak, but saw something he shouldn't have.

The Pavilion Master was lying on her side on the bed, completely naked, her snowy-white body visible for all to see.

Although she wasn't young, her body was like that of a young girl, with crystal-clear skin and delicate hands.

Ethan Smith's face flushed red, and he quickly turned his head away. Then, he whispered, "Pav... Pavilion Master..."

Although Ethan Smith's voice was soft, it still woke the Pavilion Master!

Her eyes opened, her eyebrows furrowing, and her expression somewhat unhappy!

But despite this, the Pavilion Master didn't say anything. After all, in her heart, she knew that Ethan Smith couldn't let his identity be known now.

So, with a wave of her hand, the Pavilion Master donned her robe.

"What did you see?" the Pavilion Master asked coldly.

Ethan Smith hurriedly waved his hand, "I didn't see anything..."

The Pavilion Master frowned, looked at the attendants outside, and waved her hand again. A wave of energy landed on their faces.

Both of them instantly fell into a deep, coma-like sleep.

"Pavilion Master, I... I really didn't see anything... I just didn't expect you to sleep naked..." Ethan Smith said hesitantly.

With a cold expression, the Pavilion Master said, "Don't mention this topic again!"

Ethan Smith quickly covered his mouth and nodded his head like a pecking chicken.

"Come with me," the Pavilion Master said, turning around and walking toward a secret chamber.

With a wave of her hand, a secret chamber appeared in front of the two of them.

"Go in." The Pavilion Master said.

Ethan Smith stepped in first, and the first thing he saw was a large tea table, as well as numerous hanging calligraphy pieces.

"You can hide here for the time being. No one will think you are here." The Pavilion Master said.

Ethan Smith shook his head, "Pavilion Master, you misunderstand. I didn't come here to seek refuge."

The Pavilion Master was puzzled, "Then what are you here for?"

Ethan Smith retrieved the Seven-Coloured Glaze with a thought.

He placed the Seven-Coloured Glaze on the table and said, "I came to give you this."

Looking at the Seven-Coloured Glaze before her, the Pavilion Master sighed softly, "So the black-robed man... is indeed you."

Although she had guessed it earlier, she still had some doubts in her heart. But now, she was completely sure of Ethan Smith's identity.

"Ethan Smith, do you know that you've caused trouble?" The Pavilion Master said solemnly.

Ethan Smith nodded, "I know, but I have no other choice."

The Pavilion Master squinted and said, "Do you also know that now, it's not just the Capital City Martial Arts Association that wants to capture you? The authorities have also issued a warrant for your arrest!"