"E...Ethan Smith!" Upon seeing Ethan's figure, Emerson's face changed dramatically, becoming extremely ugly!
With a slight lift of Ethan's finger, the entrance door was closed directly.
"You actually didn't die!" Emerson shouted.
Ethan sneered, "Not only did I not die, but I am also doing quite well now."
Emerson narrowed his eyes and said, "Heh, picked up a dog's life on a fluke; instead of hiding for a lifetime, you dare to come to Capital City! Are you looking for death?"
Ethan slowly stood up and said, "Who do you think is more likely to die between us?"
Emerson hesitated and then shouted, "Arrogant! Do you really think you are my opponent?!"
Now, Emerson had already entered the Military Marquis Realm, and was full of self-confidence.
Facing Ethan, he was not the least bit fearful, even boldly stepping forward, dancing fists in his hands, directly pressing against Ethan's face!
