Ethan Smith took control, sitting in the chair with a sneer and said, "Let's talk."
From the shadows, the voices of the high-level executives emerged.
"Ethan Smith, you don't have a deep grudge with the Capital City Martial Arts Association."
"Our goal in setting up the Capital City Martial Arts Association was to recruit talents."
Ethan tapped the tabletop and said, "Keep talking."
"Now, the Capital City Martial Arts Association has been disturbed by you, losing many talents, which is no longer consistent with our original intentions."
"As you can see, the Capital City Martial Arts Association is in urgent need of a leader."
"If you're willing, we'd like you to be the leader."
Hearing their words, Ethan couldn't help but laugh.
"Make me a leader?" Ethan raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Does that mean that I will have control over the Capital City Martial Arts Association from now on?"
"Correct," the high-level executives responded affirmatively.
