The man with the mustache grumbled, "Why are we in such a rush? I've been running for so long, at least let me eat something."
"Eat my ass! After this is done, I'll treat you to whatever you want." Ethan Smith said, dragging the man with the mustache along.
The man with the mustache was still unhappy and said, "Hey, I can't work without having some food..."
"Don't you want to see the mask?" Ethan Smith rolled his eyes.
At the mention of this topic, the man with the mustache suddenly perked up.
He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it, no time to eat, let's go!"
So, Ethan Smith followed the man with the mustache, leaving Green Moon Villa that very day.
Not long after Ethan Smith left, the purple robes from the Capital City Martial Arts Association and representatives from the major families arrived at Green Moon Villa.
The villa was filled with an atmosphere of solemnity.
Several top-ranking Marquises stood on the square.
