Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1911

Chapter 1911: Chapter 1911: The Malicious Third Princess_1 Chapter 1911: Chapter 1911: The Malicious Third Princess_1 Intense pain instantly spread across his face.

The third princess brutally rubbed Ethan Smith's face, her hands covered in blood, but this didn't stop her.

Ethan Smith could clearly hear the “crackling” sound coming from his face. Fortunately, his bones were incredibly hard, and they were not broken by her rubbing.

The onlookers couldn't bear to watch this brutal scene, so they turned away one after the other, seemingly reluctant to continue watching.

Ethan Smith clenched his teeth and remained silent, without any resistance.

After a long time, the third princess seemed to get tired and stopped her actions.

She wiped the blood on Ethan's body while muttering, “You're quite tough, not making a sound at all. You're different from the others before.”

Ethan Smith didn't respond; he just closed his eyes slightly, showing a resigned expression.

Since he came to the West Desert Island, Ethan had been prepared and was not scared at all.

The third princess looked Ethan up and down. She said with a grin, “You look slightly better now, but you're quite boring. I'd rather kill you.”

As she finished speaking, the third princess shook her palm, and a Treasured Sword appeared in her hand.

This sword was terrifying. In the instant it was unsheathed, brilliant rays of light could be seen, warping the surrounding Void.

Ethan Smith could clearly feel the Holy Power emitted by this sword.

“A Saint Weapon.” Ethan's eyebrows furrowed.

As expected of the Taylor family, so extravagant, casually throwing a Saint Weapon around.

“Your Highness, you mustn't!” someone nearby rushed over to persuade her.

“He was sent to guard West Desert Island. We absolutely must not take his life!” Others chimed in.

The third princess snorted discontentedly, “Such a hassle…”

She eyed Ethan Smith, seemingly thinking of some wicked idea.

Then, she said with a grin, “How about you become my dog? After all, tying you up on West Desert Island isn't much different from having a watchdog.”

Ethan remained silent, still keeping his eyes closed.

The third princess continued, “Come, call me master and I'll spare you.”

Ethan still didn't reply, as if he hadn't heard her at all.

The third princess flew into a fit of rage, “I'm giving you a chance right now! Will you accept or not!”

Ethan gave her a glance and sneered, “Don't even think about it.”

The third princess's face darkened. She coldly stared at Ethan and threatened, “If you don't agree, I'll break your limbs and tear out your teeth. Let's see how long you can keep up this stubbornness!”

“As long as you don't kill me, you can forget it.” Ethan replied coldly.

Seeing this, someone nearby hurried over to advise, “Just go along with her highness's wishes. At least you can suffer less, right?”

Ethan stayed silent, his mutilated face showing no fear at all.

“Damn it!” The third princess was furious. She took a golden chain from her palm.

With a wave of her hand, the chain wrapped around Ethan's neck!

Ethan's eyebrows tightened, and before he could react, a wave of intense pain surged through the chain!

The severe pain quickly spread throughout his body, and a terrifying aura was closing in on his primordial spirit!

Ethan dared not delay. He hurriedly mobilized his primordial spirit to resist the force.

In his mind, two golden lights constantly clashed.

The forces matched each other, seemingly at a stalemate.

Ethan's face broke into a cold sweat as the pain intensified.

“Hmph, it won't be long before you willingly become a watchdog. At that time, my will shall enter your mind.” The third princess said smugly.

Hearing this, Ethan's expression slightly changed.

He dared not be careless and concentrated his mind, doing everything he could to resist the force.

Patting Ethan's head, the third princess smiled and said, “Behave well, and maybe I'll give you a few extra bones.”

After leaving that remark, she turned to a Semi-Saint nearby and said, “Starting tomorrow, break one of his fingers every day.”

The Semi-Saint nearby respectfully nodded, “Understood, your highness.”

The third princess didn't stay any longer and left.

At this time, the palace in the distance gradually returned to its original form as the third princess and her entourage entered.

“Kid, don't think about resisting. Just listen to the third princess and suffer less. Or else, you should leave the Taylor Family as soon as possible, lest you lose your life.” The Semi-Saint reminded him.

Ethan remained silent, his forehead covered in cold sweat as he did his best to resist the force.

Fortunately, after devouring a primordial spirit, Ethan had become considerably stronger. Otherwise, he might have already been eroded by this force.

Ethan didn't know the nature of this chain, but the terrifying power it emitted aimed directly at his primordial spirit, which even he was struggling to withstand.

For an entire day and night, Ethan was unable to escape the chain's control.

The other end of the chain connected to a palace gallows, tied directly onto the third princess's Throne.

The next day, the Semi-Saint, per the third princess's request, came to West Desert Island.

Seeing Ethan sitting cross-legged, he couldn't help but be surprised.

“Not bad.” The Semi-Saint murmured as he rubbed his chin.

No one had lasted a full day and night under this chain, especially on West Desert Island.

The Semi-Saint then touched the chain.

Through the chain, he looked directly at Ethan's primordial spirit.

His eyes widened in surprise as he saw the two opposing forces.

“The primordial spirit power is so strong!” The Semi-Saint whispered.

He shook his head and sighed, “What a pity… In the end, this is just a futile struggle.”

Not saying any more, the Semi-Saint broke one of Ethan's fingers according to the third princess's wishes and returned to the palace.

In the palace, the third princess was leisurely sitting in her Throne, munching on a mystical fruit, while a group of men and women were dancing in front of her, making obscene movements that were hard to watch. Despite the others' discomfort, the third princess seemed quite interested.

The Semi-Saint approached the princess and took out Ethan's finger.

“Your Highness, this is the finger of that kid from West Desert Island,” the Semi-Saint reported.

“Oh.” The third princess didn't even glance at it. She carelessly threw it into a nearby trash pile.