
"How dare YOU!"
Ethan's slap was hard and heavy, so the messenger's face was now swollen.
"Why are you…!"
The messenger wanted to attack, but Ethan reached out and instead
clutching his neck.
He exerted a little force on his fingers and the messenger did not dare
fighting again.
What a terrifying level of strength!
He was a grandmaster level fighter, but in front of Ethan, he was as great as an ant.
"You. You seek death! If Mr. Peak finds out about this, all of you
must die!"
"You're from the Drakes family, aren't you?" ethan said calmly. "Because
you guys are supposed to be a loner clan, then I advise you to stay
like that, keep hiding. Don't get out of here and get killed."
He glared at the envoy and his tone slowly became colder.
"I've been curious for a long time, wondering what kind of person you are. Subsequent to
waited so long, finally someone showed up, and you turned out
a bunch of idiots."
Ethan exerts more power in his fingers and lifts the messenger
it's from the floor.
Both of his legs started kicking in the air and his face flushed red at first, then
slowly start to turn blue.
"Tell you. Send me a letter back too. Tell me this is Mr. Peak
yours..." Ethan narrowed his eyes, "I'm not just going to stick around
control the manual, but I'll make ALL the pages available for viewing
publics. Oh, by the way, I've found the fourth page and I
will get it soon. Ask him if he wants it."
Then Ethan releases and slaps the messenger even harder than he
last.
Skin's split.
The messenger's face distorted from the slap.
It was a letter Ethan wanted him to bring back.
"AHHH!" The messenger howled and rolled around on the floor. She's holding
his face and keep screaming.
He really can't believe it. He came here on behalf of the Master
Peak and Ethan actually tore Mr. Peak's handwritten letter and
attack her!
Irving and his men took a step forward.
"We have guests here, so we must not let others think
that the Greencliffs don't have manners" Ethan says. "What is
Geoff taught you how we should treat our guests?"
"Yes, he did!"
Irving's body shuddered as he felt all the blood within him surge.
This envoy came from one of the mysterious and unhinged loner clans
unforeseen. But Ethan doesn't care who he is. He won't let anyone
breaking Greencliff's rules!
Even if the gods descend from heaven, anyone who dares to be arrogant in
around here will kneel down and humble himself!
"So she's fine." Ethan then turns around and leaves while Irving and the child
the men took the messenger away.
The VIP room.
There was a VIP room in the Extreme Martial Arts Academy for distinguished guests.
The envoy was now sitting in the room and he could not move at all.
He saw how the table in front of him was filled with delicious food and
bottles and bottles of liquor, but cannot understand what
try Irving.
“Brother Geoff taught us in advance that we should convince others
by setting a good example to ourselves,” says Irving while
open the liquor bottles. "Since you came to Greencliff, that means
you are a guest here. And since you are a guest, we must
welcome you as warmly as possible."
"Fuckin' thick!" yelled everyone around the table in unison."
"What are you trying to do?!" the messenger shouted anxiously. "What is
you try to do?! I'm someone sent by Mr. Peak, so if you
dare to attack me ..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a pair of hands grabbed his chin and
opened mouth.
A cup of baijiu went straight down his throat.
"Good wine should be paired with good food."
A pair of chopsticks stuffed a piece of meat into the mouth of the messenger
that's. Before he could swallow it, another piece went into his mouth, followed by
another sip of wine …