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

"Were they forcibly pulled together?" Ethan Smith widened his eyes in disbelief.  


This was about two massive tectonic plates. Such vast stretches of land, how could they be pulled together by sheer force? Just how immense must that power be?  


Ken Middleton hummed in response and said, "I've been calculating over the past few days. When the time comes, we may need some manpower."  


Ethan Smith couldn't help but feel startled, utterly awestruck by Ken Middleton's domineering presence.  


"In the meantime, stay here for now," Ken Middleton said, glancing at Ethan Smith.  


Ethan Smith nodded and replied, "I had already planned to stay and fight by your side against the North Plain."  


"Thank you," Ken Middleton said with a nod.  


Eric Mitchell lay injured, his body covered in wounds, overwhelmed by excruciating pain.  


He collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily, his breaths shallow and strained.  


Chapter 1567: The Most Yin Object