Chapter 581: 581

Chapter 581: 581

Although the old man was certainly old, his presence was incredibly strong.

Even though his strength couldn’t be quantified, he still exuded a powerful sense of oppression.

“Ethan Smith? Why are you here?” Emerson Holmes asked, his eyebrows furrowed in consternation.

He thought Ethan should be pursued and killed by Jordan Richards by now.

Even if Ethan managed to escape that fate, he should still not be appearing here with so much leisure!

Ethan let out a cold laugh, “What, are you surprised to see me here? Are you wondering why Jordan couldn’t kill me?”

Emerson’s eyebrows furrowed even deeper-

Could it be possible that Jordan was defeated by Ethan?

“You’re Ethan Smith?”

An old man beside Emerson spoke.

His piercing eyes coldly fixed on Ethan.

“Yes, I am. And who are you, old beast?” Ethan asked bluntly.

Though Ethan had no idea who the old man was, he was clearly not a good person, as he had arrived in the same vehicle as Emerson, and must be a member of the Capital City Martial Arts Association.

“What did you call me?! Do you even know who I am!” A flicker of anger appeared on the old man’s face.

“Why, is your hearing going in your old age?” Ethan scoffed.

“I called you an old beast, an undead one. What’s the problem?”

An icy expression appeared on the old man’s face while he retorted, “Ignorance breeds fearlessness.”

“Ethan! This is the president of our Capital City Martial Arts Association!” Emerson interrupted, infuriated.

Glancing at him, Ethan muttered, “Oh, so you’re the head of those beasts? I’ve been meaning to deliver a message to you.”

Having said that, Ethan took steady steps towards the old man.

Then, looking at him coldly, Ethan stated, “Old beast, Emily was taken by you, wasn’t she? Listen carefully, today is your unlucky day!”

“Pray that you can kill me sooner rather than later. If not, prepare to have your tendons pulled and your skin peeled!”

With those few words, the old man’s expression turned icy cold!

A fearsome aura erupted from him, suppressing all the menacing energy that surrounded him!

Unfazed, Ethan scoffed, “What’s wrong, old beast, are you going to hit me? Look around, go ahead and try it.”

At the entrance of the venue, even if the old man was infuriated, he could only keep it to himself!

Upon hearing his name, Ignacio turned around to face Ethan.

A trace of surprise flitted across his face, but he quickly walked up to Ethan.

“Ethan, how are you here?” Ignacio asked in bewilderment.

“I brought him,” the Pavilion Master replied with a light laugh.

Finally understanding, Ignacio replied with a smile, “Martha, Ethan must have improved rapidly all because of you, right?”

However, the Pavilion Master said with a chuckle, “This kid has a strong will, his progress up to today is all due to his own hard work.”

Ignacio couldn’t help bursting into laughter, after which he patted Ethan on the shoulder and declared, “I have high hopes for you.”

Ethan nodded slightly and responded, “I appreciate your good words.”

After Ignacio left, Ethan turned to the Pavilion Master and asked, “Lord Pavilion Master, are you acquainted with Mr. Burke?”

“Yes, we have interacted a few times.” The Pavilion Master responded.

At this time, a question popped up in Ethan’s mind.

He chuckled and asked, “Lord Pavilion Master, between Mr. Burke and Jackson Harris, who do you think is more formidable?”

The Pavilion Master shook his head and stated, “They have never fought with each other as far as I know, so all I can say is...they are not the same kind of people and have chosen different paths.”

“Ignacio has talent, and Jackson is pure hard work.”

Ethan touched his chin and murmured, “It’s noticeable that Jackson is a pure martial artist.”

“Ethan, you have absorbed the strengths of both of them.” The Pavilion Master noted with a chuckle.

“Lord Pavilion Master, you flatter me,” Ethan shook his head.

Even though Ethan had reached the level of a Marquis in martial arts, there was still a considerable gap between him, Ignacio, and Jackson.

Just then, a man wearing a suit walked out from backstage.

The man appeared to be in his fifties with spectacles on; a picture of gentlemanly elegance.

Despite the gentle smile on his face, the powerful aura surrounding him was intimidating!

Even though he didn’t bear the aura of a martial artist, one could still feel an overwhelming presence.

As soon as the man appeared, everyone in the venue immediately stood up.

“Greetings, Mr. Dawson,” they chimed in unison.

This Mr. Dawson waved his hand and said, “Everyone, please be seated. Let’s dispense with the formalities.”

Hearing this, everyone took their seats.

The Pavilion Master looked at Ethan and stated, “This Mr. Dawson is likely the highest ranking person you have ever met.”