Mrs. and Mr. Smith

“It seems that there’s always been some conflict between the Taylor family and the Divine Alchemist Pavilion. It looks like they’re going to compete secretly this time.”

“Right, it’s said to be over that Ethan Smith.”

“The Divine Alchemist Pavilion invested a lot in Ethan Smith, but now that he’s dead, they’ve gained nothing and have only made more enemies.”

“Such an investment really isn’t worthwhile with such high risks.”

People chattered amongst themselves, seemingly eager to witness a great show.

The Pavilion Master silently raised his hand to bid, increasing the price: “Ten billion.”

“Fifteen billion!” Marcus Taylor raised his hand without even thinking about it.

“Twenty billion.” The Pavilion Master continued bidding.

Marcus Taylor snorted: “Thirty billion!”

The price was immediately raised to an extremely high level.

This also excited the Capital City Martial Arts Association. They loved to see people competing against each other.

“Pavilion Master, should we continue bidding?” Sofia Carrillo asked with furrowed brows.

The Pavilion Master’s brow also furrowed slightly.

Although the Seven-Coloured Glaze was important, she knew in her heart that continuing to bid would do no good for her.

“Forget it.” The Pavilion Master took a deep breath, shaking her head: “The Taylor family has a close relationship with the Capital City Martial Arts Association. Continuing wouldn’t be any good for us.”

Sofia Carrillo nodded slightly, whispering: “None of the Taylor brothers are any good.”

After the Pavilion Master gave up, Marcus Taylor couldn’t help but sneer: “Is this all the mighty Divine Alchemist Pavilion’s strength? Giving up at 30 billion?”

“Thirty billion is nothing to the Taylor family,” Marcus Taylor said arrogantly.

The Pavilion Master remained silent, not willing to respond to Marcus Taylor.

Marcus Taylor stood up and walked towards the stage with a faint smile: “Martha Evans, if you apologize and submit to our Taylor family, we might consider forgiving you.”

But the Pavilion Master still didn’t say anything and even closed her eyes slightly.

Marcus Taylor snorted coldly and immediately walked up to the stage.

The auctions held by the Capital City Martial Arts Association were different from others.

They had a unique rule.

That was that the items that were auctioned needed to be settled on the spot to avoid unnecessary disputes.

Marcus Taylor walked straight to the stage, took out a bank card, and swiped it with no expression on his face, as if the thirty billion didn’t hurt him at all.

“Congratulations, Mr. Taylor!” The auctioneer carefully handed over the Seven-Coloured Glaze with a reverent expression.

Marcus Taylor took the Seven-Coloured Glaze with a proud expression on his face.

“Martha Evans, the Seven-Coloured Glaze is now mine,” Marcus Taylor shouted from a distance.

Applause broke out, and Marcus Taylor’s pride grew even stronger.

BOOM!

However, at this moment, there came a loud noise from the entrance!

This loud noise immediately frightened everyone!

Turning around, they saw the door being blasted open, and the two White Robes guarding the gate were being choked by a black-robed man.

The black-robed man swung his hand, directly throwing the two black-robed men out.

“You’ve all been hijacked,” Ethan Smith said coldly.

His voice rang throughout the auction hall.

After a brief silence, there was a burst of laughter like thunder!

“What did you say? We’ve been hijacked? Kid, do you know where you are?”

“Hijacking us in the Capital City Martial Arts Association’s territory? Are you out of your mind?”

“Where did this lunatic come from?!”

They laughed non-stop, not believing that anyone would dare to rob the Capital City Martial Arts Association’s auction!

Ethan Smith glanced at them coldly and said, “This matter has nothing to do with you. I just want what belongs to the Capital City Martial Arts Association.”

“Hahaha!”

The laughter on the scene grew even wilder.

“Is this a new show?”

“It’s probably something the Capital City Martial Arts Association specifically invited to liven up the atmosphere, right?”

“Want the things from the Capital City Martial Arts Association? You’re quite ambitious!”

Facing their ridicule, a cold murderous intent erupted from Ethan Smith.

Suddenly, a crimson longsword appeared in his palm!

With a swing of the sword, a terrifying sword aura instantly split the stage in half!

The huge noise entered everyone’s ears.

“Let me say it again, you’ve all been hijacked,” Ethan Smith said coldly.

At this moment, they realized that this black-robed man wasn’t joking at all!

“It’s him, the black-robed man!” Someone seemed to have thought of something!

“The black robe, the crimson longsword… It’s him, the black-robed man!”

“The one who killed nine super cultivators from the Capital City Martial Arts Association?!”

The scene suddenly became chaotic, the crowd whispering and scattering in all directions!

Ethan Smith glanced at them, and then, with a wave of his hand, a golden barrier directly blocked the entrance!

“Before I finish my business, no one is allowed to leave,” Ethan Smith said coldly.

“Black-robed man… We’ve been looking for you, and I didn’t expect you to come to us!” The people in White Robes quickly exploded, rushing towards Ethan Smith all at once!

Ethan Smith’s expression was cold, and with a swing of his longsword, several White Robes’ bodies were cut in half! The pungent smell of blood filled the area!

“Ahh!!!” Somebody screamed in fear on the scene, and some even hid under the tables!

Ethan Smith ignored the crowd and walked straight to the stage.

Marcus Taylor was still standing on the half-split podium at this moment.

He held the Seven-Coloured Glaze with both hands, looking extremely embarrassed.

Ethan quickly walked onto the stage, glanced at Marcus Taylor, and said: “Give it to me.”

Marcus Taylor furrowed his eyebrows, trying to remain calm: “Black-robed man, I’m Marcus Taylor of the Taylor family. I’ve already bought this, and I’ve already paid for it.”

“You’re just unlucky,” Ethan Smith said coldly.

With a reluctant expression, Marcus Taylor said: “Black-robed man, if you’re willing to let this go, my Taylor family owes you a favor.”

Hearing this, Ethan Smith couldn’t help but sneer.

Marcus Taylor thought he had persuaded Ethan Smith, and he continued: “If one day you’re caught by the Capital City Martial Arts Association, I can guarantee that I will spare your life and even let you join our Taylor family!”

“Join your mother!” Ethan Smith immediately slapped Marcus Taylor and sent him flying!

The Seven-Coloured Glaze also fell into Ethan Smith’s hands.

That slap left Marcus Taylor’s face covered in blood. Although Ethan Smith had restrained his power, Marcus Taylor was only an ordinary person and couldn’t withstand such a force.

The scene was immediately silent.

If even Marcus Taylor had no face, what about them?

Ethan Smith put the Seven-Coloured Glaze away, then said coldly, “Put all the things you’ve auctioned back.”

Then, Ethan Smith looked at the auctioneer and said coldly, “Hand over all the auction items to me.”

The auctioneer’s lips shivered, and he nodded continuously.

“Black-robed man, you really have some guts,” a voice said, as an extremely domineering aura radiated.

Turning their heads, they saw Jordan Richards walking out.

By his side, there were also two men in black and gold robes.