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

This sudden unease made Ethan Smith unconsciously knit his brows.


It was as if a bad hunch was filling his heart.


Ethan Smith slowly stood up and looked towards the horizon.


Although he did not have the ability of the prophet to predict the future, he was extremely sensitive to unease.


He couldn't figure out where this unease came from.


As of now, the enemies seemed to be the eight senior officials, and no one else.


"Could they be planning a second attack?" Ethan Smith whispered.


It shouldn't be; the deterrence caused by the previous attack should not allow them to make a comeback so soon.


Ethan Smith stood there, pondering for a while, and finally sat down.


As the saying goes, all unease stems from a lack of strength.


As long as he possesses enough power, there is nothing to worry about in this world.


The eight senior officials were curled up on the array platform, looking very pitiful.


Chapter 1149: The Rise of the Petty Man