Despite the chatter, no one dared to take the first step.
They were afraid that Ethan Smith was just pretending and that they would be slapped to death.
More and more cold stares from the bystanders, and countless people itching to act.
But Ethan Smith ignored them all and continued walking down Divine Dragon Street.
"You must be Ethan Smith, right?"
Finally, someone stepped forward.
The speaker was a young man, with a platinum necklace around his neck and seven or eight rings on his hand.
Ethan Smith glanced at him and said, "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. Is it true that you not only broke up someone's relationship but also killed the old man from the Taylor Family of the Capital City?" the young man asked with a smile.
Ethan Smith sneered, "Just say what you want to say."
"Nothing much, just that I feel disgusted by your behavior," the young man snorted coldly.
"Right, you're just an ungrateful wretch!"
