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

Dudley Lynch let out a sigh of relief. Not one to slack off, he immediately related the series of events involving Ethan Smith.


Of course, Dudley suppressed every detail about the chaotic body, indifferent to whether Denton Horton would come to know of it. This was a secret he intended to talk to no one.


After listening to Dudley, Denton Horton scoffed, remarking, "It seems your place is not as simple as it appears."


Dudley Lynch let out an awkward laugh, "You're joking right," he responded, "We can barely cultivate there. If it wasn't so difficult, we wouldn't have had to take such a risk hurrying into the Holy Region."


Denton said no more; he turned and walked out.


Simon Ingram quickly followed, his eyebrows furrowed, "Master, when will we head South again?"


Denton declared, "First, gather information about the Southern Province. When we return there next, we should guarantee success!"


As the conversation went on, the two left the room.


Chapter 1748: Randall Freeman's Call