Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1931

Chapter 1931: Chapter 1931: A Total Loser!_1 Chapter 1931: Chapter 1931: A Total Loser!_1 The Wilson family's move was indeed beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

In order to capture one Ethan Smith, they even sent a Semi-Saint.

Ethan Smith looked at Marc Fraley, still with incredible composure.

“How about making me a pot of tea?” Ethan Smith said with a smile.

Marc Fraley's face darkened and he sneered, “You're still in the mood for tea?”

Ethan Smith smiled indifferently and said, “Why not? Are you afraid I will escape?”

Marc Fraley opened his mouth, but before he could speak, the Semi-Saint not far away waved his hand, “Let him drink.”

Marc Fraley had no choice but to make another pot of tea for Ethan Smith.

Ethan Smith took a light sip, then shook his head slightly and said, “Marc Fraley, you really went above and beyond to find a Semi-Saint just to confront me?”

Marc Fraley laughed loudly and said, “I call it foolproof. Besides, your words need a witness.”

Ethan Smith spread his hands and said, “It seems your status in the Wilson family isn't that great, no one trusts you, huh?”

“Nonsense!” Marc Fraley retorted angrily.

Ethan Smith narrowed his eyes and said coldly, “Marc Fraley, you've made no progress all these years. Your father went to great lengths to send you to the Holy Region, but you're still just a lapdog for others.”

“You're courting death!” Marc Fraley advanced furiously as his aura suddenly burst forth.

At that moment, the Semi-Saint waved his hand and sat down across from Ethan Smith, saying lightly, “I heard you're also from that… Earth?”

“Yes.” Ethan Smith did not conceal it.

“You have the chaotic body too?” the Semi-Saint continued to inquire.

“Yes.” Ethan Smith answered without hesitation.

At this point, Ethan Smith raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, “What's the matter, is Younger Holy Lord Wilson afraid because of my chaotic body, the same as his? Your family wouldn't dare attack me out of fear of being laughed at, would they?”

The Semi-Saint sipped his tea and said calmly, “Indeed, if it were only because of a similar physique, we wouldn't have any reason to attack you, but now we do.”

With that said, the Semi-Saint's face suddenly turned cold, and a murderous spirit burst forth.

“You dared to covet Saintess Taylor. That is enough for us to strike! I believe the outside world wouldn't say a word!” the Semi-Saint said coldly.

Ethan Smith burst into laughter, “How absurd! What, only Daniel Wilson is allowed to like Saintess Taylor? It's a capital crime for me to like her? There are countless people in the world who admire her, are the Wilson family planning to kill them all?”

With these powerful words, the Wilson family's Semi-Saint was left speechless for a moment.

Seeing this, Marc Fraley at the side hurriedly said, “Don't listen to his nonsense, be careful or he'll confuse you!”

The Semi-Saint came back to his senses, his cold voice replying, “Admiration and love are not the same. You want to possess Saintess Taylor!”

“Who wouldn't want to possess her?” Ethan Smith retorted.

“But not everyone has the chance.”

“Oh, so you admit I have a chance?”

The Semi-Saint fell silent once more, unsure of how to respond.

“Don't waste any more time with him, just kill him!” Marc Fraley urged impatiently.

Ethan Smith glanced at Marc Fraley and sneered, “What, don't you want to take revenge personally?”

Marc Fraley replied coldly, “As long as you die, it doesn't matter who kills you.”

“Pathetic.” Ethan Smith sneered.

He glanced at the magical artifacts suspended in the air and said indifferently, “Actually, these artifacts are enough to kill me, so why be so cautious? I'm just a humble cultivator at the Returning Void Early Stage.”

Marc Fraley's narrowed eyes replied, “I want to make sure you die all at once!”

At these words, Ethan Smith suddenly stood up.

He stared coldly at Marc Fraley and said, “I'll give you a chance now, attack me. I promise not to fight back. How about that?”

Marc Fraley hesitated, looking at Ethan Smith and frowned, “What trick are you playing?”

“No tricks, just attack.” Ethan Smith said as he walked forward.

Marc Fraley's face instantly became flustered, and he even dared not look directly into Ethan Smith's eyes.

As Ethan Smith walked closer, Marc Fraley's heart grew increasingly panicked.

“Attack!” Ethan Smith, with a smile on his face, sneered at Marc.

However, Marc Fraley showed no signs of attacking and instead kept retreating.

In his heart, Ethan Smith must be plotting something!

“Attack!” At this point, Ethan Smith suddenly shouted!

Marc Fraley immediately lost his balance and sat on the ground.

Seeing this, Ethan Smith couldn't help but laugh loudly, “This is the City Lord of Serene South City? What a disgrace, not even daring to attack me, what a complete failure!”

The Wilson family's Semi-Saint also looked extremely uncomfortable, his face dark, and seeming very dissatisfied with Marc Fraley.

“You dare not attack, I will!” The general-in-chief seized the opportunity and immediately stepped forward!

Any discerning person could tell what the general-in-chief was trying to achieve. He wanted to use this opportunity to make a show and rise in rank!

Marc Fraley realized something was wrong and hurriedly shouted, “No!”

Unfortunately, the general-in-chief didn't want to miss this opportunity. His palm like an eagle's claw, he fiercely slapped Ethan Smith's head!

As Ethan Smith promised, he stood still, allowing the slap to land on his head.

With a crisp crack, Ethan Smith's head was actually shattered by the slap!

Ethan Smith's body fell heavily.

He lay on the ground, blood gushing and flowing all around him.

Marc Fraley was stunned, and everyone else was too.

Was Ethan Smith really dead?

“No… it's impossible!” Marc Fraley panicked. If he had known this, he would not have been so afraid!

If Marc had attacked, not only would he have avenged himself, he would have also earned the Wilson family's favor!

But because of his inner cowardice, he missed such an opportunity!

The general-in-chief was extremely excited, he said with cupped hands, “Ethan Smith is dead!”

The Semi-Saint, however, said nothing. He took a sip of his tea and slowly sighed, “We really did underestimate him.”

The general-in-chief was puzzled and asked, “What do you mean by that?”

The Semi-Saint glanced at Ethan Smith's corpse and said coldly, “Look closely at what that is.”

Everyone looked over and saw that Ethan Smith's corpse had turned into a string of characters!

“How could this be?! This… this is a clone?!” The general-in-chief's face was dumbfounded, while Marc Fraley's feelings were mixed.

Ethan Smith wasn't dead, and his position was safe, but… he had missed another chance for revenge.

“I told you this kid was cunning beyond measure!” Marc Fraley took the opportunity to glare at the general-in-chief.

The Semi-Saint waved his hand and said, “I'm also to blame, I actually didn't see it.”