Chapter 43: Southwest Fury Soul Technique_1
Ethan Smith's words couldn't help but make Mr. Nolan laugh.
Not even knowing how many feet to dig and still daring to act like a master?
Alec Peterson's face also showed some displeasure. He had seen many privileged young masters relying on their connections to act recklessly, giving themselves all kinds of titles.
Most importantly, those around them had to play along with their act.
In Alec Peterson's eyes, Ethan Smith was just such a character.
He had never been a fan of these arrogant young masters.
But since he currently needed Ethan Smith's help, Alec Peterson could only wave his hand and say, "Let things go according to Mr. Smith's wishes."
Several people took up their shovels and began to dig.
One foot, two feet, three feet...
Soon, a large hole appeared before them.
However, aside from the soil, nothing unusual was found in the hole.
Ethan Smith stared at the hole, feeling an increasingly ominous aura.