Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Ethan Smith walked down the empty street, cigarette in mouth, shaking his head and forcing a bitter smile. Who could have imagined that after three years of marriage, all that remained was betrayal? He vowed to make that woman regret what she had done and promised to make everyone who had been good to him live a good life. Yes, it was Emily Taylor, the woman who had helped him out of the abyss of despair when he hit the lowest point in his lifetime. "Emily, it's time for me to take care of you."

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Chapter 787: The Peak Form of Military Marquis Is Not Worth Mentioning!

Ethan Smith nodded slightly.

He could certainly see the intentions of the Purple Flame Sect.

"Is this Purple Flame Sect that powerful?" Ethan Smith asked.

Herman Avery glanced at Ethan Smith and nodded, "Yes, they have more than twenty martial marquises, including several at the peak form.".

"Besides that?" Ethan Smith continued to ask.

These martial marquises, Ethan Smith did not pay attention to them at all.

As long as it doesn't involve the martial saint, Ethan Smith was fearless.

"Besides that? What do you mean?" Herman Avery was clearly a little confused.

Ethan Smith said, "For example, Martial Saint's Weapon? Or the Power of Martial Saint, or even the Martial Saint himself?"

Herman Avery chuckled, "Martial saint? If the Purple Flame Sect had a martial saint, why would they need to hide in the Proseponia Kingdom?"

Ethan Smith thought for a moment, and that made sense.

If there was a martial saint, no one under the heavens could restrict the Purple Flame Sect.

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