Taibai And A Qin

Ethan Smith walked down the empty street, cigarette in mouth, shaking his head and forcing a bitter smile. Who could have imagined that after three years of marriage, all that remained was betrayal?
He vowed to make that woman regret what she had done and promised to make everyone who had been good to him live a good life.
Yes, it was Emily Taylor, the woman who had helped him out of the abyss of despair when he hit the lowest point in his lifetime.
"Emily, it's time for me to take care of you."

Mrs. and Mr. Smith

There was a trace of blood on Pavilion Master's snow-white face.


But she showed no signs of admitting defeat; her slender eyes still held that hint of disdain.


"We can't go on like this," Dudley Lynch said coldly.


The three-day battle had them almost exhausted.


If they continued like this, it was difficult to tell who would win or lose.


"Let's retreat for now," Elder Foster said with a hint of pain in his voice.


His injuries were too severe; having been sent flying by the Pavilion Master multiple times, half his body was on the verge of collapse.


The others exchanged glances, seemingly agreeing with the proposal.


"Lord of Medicine God Pavilion, your reputation is well deserved," Skyler Howe said coldly.


"But our determination to attack the Great Saint Sect remains unshakable! Even if you are strong, we will surely drag you back with us!"


Elder Foster stepped forward and said coldly, "In three days, we'll come again. We'll see you then!"


Chapter 485: Another Half-Step Martial Marquis!