Chapter 375: 375: Engagement_1

Chapter 375: 375: Engagement_1

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“The Lord of Medicine God Pavilion?” Kylan Taylor’s eyebrows furrowed tightly.

“Yes, it seems that the Medicine God Pavilion wants to protect Ethan Smith. We are no match for her at all,” Mr. Snyder said with some grievance.

Kylan Taylor on the other end took a deep breath and said coldly, “I will negotiate with the Medicine God Pavilion.”

“Mr. Taylor, what about us?” Mr. Snyder asked.

Kylan Taylor coldly said, “Stand by. As soon as Ethan Smith steps out of the Medicine God Pavilion, kill him immediately!”

“Yes, Mr. Taylor,” Mr. Snyder quickly agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Kylan Taylor’s face suddenly darkened.

“Mr. Taylor, what’s wrong?” Reilly Blair asked with a smile.

Kylan Taylor gritted his teeth and said, “Is the Medicine God Pavilion trying to openly oppose us? They think too highly of themselves!”

“Medicine God Pavilion?” Reilly Blair’s face also showed a touch of displeasure.

“Hmph, last time the Medicine God Pavilion didn’t give us any respect either. They’ve become too arrogant lately,” Reilly Blair said coldly.

Kylan Taylor glanced at Reilly Blair and said, “Why hasn’t your Blair family taken any action?”

Reilly Blair’s face flashed with embarrassment, and then he sighed, “We don’t want to, but the strength of the Medicine God Pavilion is not weak, and they have connections with many people in the Capital City.”

“If we were to really tear our faces apart, it wouldn’t be good for anyone.”

Of course, Kylan Taylor also understood this, but he couldn’t just endure it, it wasn’t his style.

He picked up his phone and personally called the Lord of the Medicine God Pavilion.

After the call was connected, Kylan Taylor tried his best to be polite: “Pavilion Master Ma’am, Ethan Smith stole my father’s corpse, which is absolutely intolerable to the Taylor family.”

Upon hearing this, the Pavilion Master chuckled, “Stole the corpse? Mr. Taylor, you can deceive others, but can you deceive me?”

Kylan Taylor’s face changed, and he coldly said, “So you mean you must protect Ethan Smith?”

“That’s right,” the Pavilion Master didn’t hesitate at all.

“As long as he is in the Medicine God Pavilion for one day, I will definitely protect him.”

Kylan Taylor took a deep breath and said, “Fine, fine, I hope you don’t regret your decision today. You should know that the Medicine God Pavilion is not irreplaceable!”

After saying this, Kylan Taylor hung up the phone.

His chest was heaving with anger, and his face was pale.

“This Medicine God Pavilion doesn’t give me any face! Do they really think no one can cure her?” Kylan Taylor said angrily.

Reilly Blair furrowed his brows and said, “Mr. Taylor, it’s not a good idea to fall out with the Medicine God Pavilion over Ethan Smith.”

Kylan Taylor snorted, “If she dares to tear her face apart, what do I have to be afraid of? Is my Taylor family worse than a Medicine God Pavilion?!”

“Let’s talk about Ethan Smith.” The Pavilion Master poured a cup of tea for Mike Taylor.

When mentioning Ethan Smith, a trace of guilt appeared on Mike Taylor’s face.

He sighed, “To be honest, I’ve always had ulterior motives for arranging the engagement between Ethan Smith and my granddaughter. The goal was to protect the Taylor family.”

“In your eyes, Ethan Smith is just a pawn, right?” The Pavilion Master asked with a half smile.

Mike Taylor didn’t deny it but just took a sip of tea.

“But for that child, he treats you like an elder.” The Pavilion Master sighed slightly.

Mike Taylor sighed, “Things have come to this, and I don’t know what to do. The development of events has gone beyond my expectations.”

“Perhaps... the downfall of the Taylor family is destined.”

The Pavilion Master held a different opinion on this.

She stood up and said, “In Ethan Smith, there is an unimaginable amount of energy. Perhaps in his eyes, your unparalleled Taylor family is just a starting point.”

“If his father could give the Taylor family its start, then Ethan Smith can give it a continuation.”

With that, the Pavilion Master said no more, turned around, and left the building.

Mike Taylor sat there for a long time without speaking.

After a while, Mike Taylor sighed softly, “I hope so.”

Ethan Smith lay unconscious in bed.

Every hour, Sofia Carrillo would carefully feed Ethan Smith a pill personally refined by the Pavilion Master.

For three whole days, Ethan Smith’s body gradually healed at a visible rate.

The sword that was thrust into Ethan Smith’s chest was less than half a millimeter from his heart.

Such a slight deviation saved Ethan Smith’s life.

On the fourth day at noon.

After Sofia Carrillo fed Ethan Smith the last pill, he finally slowly opened his eyes.

He struggled to sit up from the bed, frowning and asking, “Where am I?”

“Divine Alchemist Pavilion. Ethan Smith, you almost died.” Sofia Carrillo rolled her eyes.

Ethan Smith quickly sat up and asked anxiously, “Where’s Mike Taylor?”

“Don’t worry, he’s fine. You should take care of yourself.” Sofia Carrillo rolled her eyes again.

Just then, the door to the Elder’s residence was hastily pushed open.

Before the person arrived, Edward Green’s voice came from outside.

“It’s terrible, Miss Taylor and Dexter Blair are engaged!” Edward Green shouted in panic.