Dominic Taylor's face was filled with provocation and schadenfreude.
Seeing his expression, Ethan Smith couldn't help but laugh, "Dominic Taylor, I remember the first time I saw you, you were an elegantly dressed young man with a gentle demeanor."
"I thought you were a worthy heir of the Taylor family."
"But now it seems, you're both sly and lecherous."
Ethan shook his head helplessly, disappointment written all over his face.
Dominic's eyes narrowed slightly, and he snorted coldly, "It doesn't matter what you think of me. But it's hard to say if you'll survive tomorrow."
With that, he turned and walked away.
Ethan didn't bother to argue with him either.
His intentions were impure; claiming to let his apprentice challenge Ethan was just an excuse to take advantage of the situation.
Regardless of the outcome of fighting Broderick, Ethan would definitely be injured.
By then, Ethan might not even be a match for Dominic's apprentice.
