Despite the distance over the phone, Ethan Smith could still feel the chilling aura emanating from Dexter Blair.
"Why, has your defense been shattered?" Ethan sneered.
With great anger, Dexter suppressed his rage and said, "What's the point of provoking me? I don't believe you can hide in the Divine Alchemist Pavilion for the rest of your life!"
"You must have heard about my wedding with Emily Taylor, right? Haha, if you're willing to hide in the Divine Alchemist Pavilion, I don't mind."
"Oh, by the way, let me tell you secretly, after I marry Emily, I will definitely torture her terribly and make her wish she was dead!"
This conversation was blatantly an attempt to provoke Ethan.
Ethan coldly said, "Dexter, you will not have the chance to marry Emily Taylor because you are not worthy."
"Treasure the rest of your six months, as when the time comes, I will let the world know that Dexter Blair is nothing but a waste relying on his aristocratic family!"
