Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1148

Chapter 1148: Chapter 1148: The Powerful Marc Fraley!_1 Chapter 1148: Chapter 1148: The Powerful Marc Fraley!_1 Several people quickly decided the candidates, and immediately sent someone to call for Marc Fraley.

As soon as Marc entered the room, he knelt on the ground with a “thump”.

He lowered his head to the ground, with an extremely submissive posture.

“Senior officials, is there anything you need from me?” Marc said, still keeping his head down, acting like their obedient dog.

The senior officials exchanged glances, and then couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Their laughter was like knives stabbing into Marc's heart.

He still made no move to resist, but instead lowered his posture even more.

“Marc Fraley, haven't you always wanted to avenge your father?” Dashiell Garrett finally spoke up.

Marc shuddered upon hearing this.

“Sir, are you willing to avenge my father for me?” Marc's voice trembled slightly, unable to tell if he was excited or for some other reason.

Dashiell said indifferently, “That depends on how you perform.”

Marc hurriedly replied, “As long as I can avenge my father, I am willing to do anything!”

Dashiell raised his eyebrows, and looked towards the other senior officials.

Then, Dashiell said indifferently, “Well, I'll test you first. If you perform well, we'll consider your request.”

After thinking for a moment, Dashiell said, “Go kneel at the door for three days and three nights to show your loyalty.”

“Yes!”

Marc didn't hesitate and immediately got up to leave the room.

“Wait.” At this moment, Dashiell called out to Marc again.

He pointed to the floor and said, “Kneel and crawl out.”

Without any hesitation on his face, Marc instantly knelt and crawled towards the door.

Dashiell, of course, wasn't just trying to torture Marc.

He did this to see if Marc was truly loyal to him.

a dignified person wouldn't obey so easily.

“Alright,” Dashiell waved his hand and said calmly, “Marc Fraley, if I ask you to break both your legs and arms, will you do it?”

Marc didn't say anything. He gathered his energy and directly shattered his own limbs!

“As long as I can avenge my father, I'm willing to do anything…” Marc was sweating profusely and endured the pain.

Dashiell nodded in satisfaction, slowly stood up, and said, “Well, since you want revenge so badly, we'll give you the opportunity to take revenge yourself!”

Marc's face instantly turned gloomy, and he said dejectedly, “I'm no match for him…”

“Hahaha! Of course, you're not his opponent, but… we will use a secret technique to transfer our power to you,” Dashiell said indifferently.

“With the combined strength of the eight of us infused into you, killing Ethan Smith will be a piece of cake!”

Marc's heart trembled upon hearing this.

He lowered his head to his chest and said, “How am I worthy of having the power of the senior officials…”

“Hahaha!” Dashiell couldn't help but laugh and stroke his beard.

He said indifferently, “Your father and the entire Capital City Martial Arts Association have benefited from us in the past. As his only son, how could you not be qualified? You just need to tell us whether you are willing or not.”

“I'm willing! It's what I've always dreamed of!” Marc's voice was loud, but his head remained lowered and he showed no sign of defiance.

“Good!” Dashiell nodded.

He exchanged glances with the other senior officials, then waved his hand, “Now go to the Transmission Room and wait for us. Soon we will pass our spiritual power onto you, and you can personally take your revenge!”

“Yes! Thank you, senior officials!” Without saying anything else, Marc used his body to slowly crawl towards the Transmission Room.

It wasn't until Marc had crawled far away that Dashiell finally let out a faint sigh.

“To get rid of this Ethan Smith, we have paid too much,” Dashiell said softly.

“Yes, but we have no other choice.”

These people were always cautious, even sealing the Paramount Mystic Realm.

And now, in order to get rid of Ethan Smith, they were willing to transfer their own power to Marc Fraley. This showed just how much they feared the future Ethan Smith!

“If we transfer our power to Marc Fraley, will we be able to retrieve it later?” The only female senior official among the eight asked.

Dashiell said indifferently, “Of course, we can, as long as Marc Fraley cooperates.”

“What if he doesn't cooperate?” another high-level person asked.

Dashiell sighed softly and said, “That's why this is a risky move, but… Marc is just a spineless man, he doesn't have the guts to go against us.”

“Right, trusting Marc is much safer than letting Ethan Smith live.”

The officials said nothing more and headed towards the Transmission Room.

In the Transmission Room, Marc Fraley lay in the center of a giant array platform.

The eight senior officials each took their positions at different points around the platform.

As Dashiell recited the secret incantation, the transmission ceremony officially began.

A glimmer of light flickered on the brows of the eight officials, representing their divine power!

This sort of inheritance was terrifying, allowing one not only to transfer their spiritual power to another but even their divine sense!

A hint of pain flashed across Marc's face. The sudden influx of immense divine power was a bit too much for him to bear.

Still, Marc gritted his teeth and resisted the pain.

The ceremony lasted for a full three hours.

After three hours, the light on the platform slowly faded.

The complexion of the eight senior officials also darkened, and their breaths became somewhat weak.

Dashiell waved his hand weakly and said, “Marc, it's up to you now…”

At the center of the array platform, Marc's body was slowly healing.

At this moment, he finally lifted his head, revealing a sinister smile on his face.

“You really think of me, Marc Fraley, as a mere dog, don't you?” Marc's voice was icy cold, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sinister smile.

At this moment, Ethan Smith was completely absorbed in studying the Character Fighting Formula.

But suddenly, a sense of uneasiness filled his heart, and his right eye started to twitch violently.

A feeling of restlessness occupied his mind.