Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 2350 - 2348 Negotiation
Chapter 2350: Chapter 2348: Negotiation
Chapter 2350 -2348: Negotiation
“Insolent!”
Corbin Green’s complexion changed dramatically, a huge magical artifact’s light fiercely appeared around his body.
Neither he nor Si Wu Xiao had anticipated that in a matter of seconds, the situation would have completely turned on its head.
Pa!
As that palm swung, the precious light from several powerful magical artifacts was directly smacked into countless fragments of spiritual energy.
Then that palm landed squarely on Corbin Green’s face, instantly swelling it up.
“You little beast.”
Corbin Green’s speech was slurred as he raved.
Pa! Pa!
Before his words had finished, Ethan Smith slapped his face twice more.
Several teeth flew from his mouth, and Corbin Green’s face turned into a pig’s head.
Corbin Green was stunned into immobility, and so was everyone else.
The Saint of Green family, actually being slapped in the face in public?
“You’re fucking asking for death!”
An aura of destruction erupted from Corbin Green, with numerous shadows of Saints condensing above his head.
That momentum had already surpassed the True Saint Power, hinting at a terrifying Heavenly Might.
In an instant, the sky was filled with countless thunderbolts, as if investigating whether this force had violated the laws of the Path of Heaven.
Pa!
Ethan Smith didn’t care about the Saint’s Power falling onto him; he slapped Corbin Green’s face again.
This bastard had insulted Emily Taylor, driving Ethan Smith completely mad.
Ah!
Corbin Green let out a bestial roar.
“Corbin Green, calm down.” Si Wu Xiao reprimanded, fearing that Corbin Green in his madness would completely disrupt their plans.
The Saint’s Power exploded on Ethan Smith’s body, the terrifying fluctuations blasting Si Wu Xiao, who was close by, away.
Horrific power roved throughout Ethan Smith’s body and then burst forth, threatening to totally shatter his body.
Ethan Smith’s Luminous Sacred Bone emitted a deep green light, drawing vast amounts of primal energy into itself.
However, the force made him groan and suddenly spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.
This was no longer Corbin Green’s power; it seemed as if it had been borrowed through some method from a mighty realm cultivator.
“Pa!”
Ethan Smith grabbed Corbin Green by the collar, a punch smashing directly into his mouth, shattering all his teeth.
“Try barking again, why don’t you?”
Ethan Smith, like an enraged beast, fixated his glare on Corbin Green, his eyes flashing with a ferocious light.
Corbin Green wanted to shout again, but the chilling terror in Ethan Smith’s eyes sent a cold shiver through him, the swear words rising to his throat before rolling back down, as he dared not let them out.
At this moment, he genuinely felt the fear of death.
That blast of the Saint’s Power had only made him spit out a mouthful of blood.
“The arrogant lad, release Saint Green now.”
Si Wu Xiao roared furiously, a Law Sword with an icy gleam appearing in his hand.
With a gentle wipe of his right hand, the Law Sword radiated a frightening Moonlight Power.
Almost simultaneously, ten thousand slashing strikes descended, unavoidable.
The Tribulation Crossing Sword, combined with the Moonlight Power invoked by the Si Family’s Immortal Scripture, brought about ten thousand slashes, and Ethan Smith’s surroundings even turned into a black hole.
“Sit the fuck down, Old Thing!”
Ethan Smith reached out with one hand toward Si Wu Xiao.
“Audacious! Even if it’s a Tribulation Stage magical artifact, I’ll cut it into countless pieces with these strikes, and yet you think to block my slashes with your hand!”
Si Wu Xiao stood motionless in the air, watching coldly.
The skin and muscles Ethan Smith had just formed on his arm were instantly cut into dust-sized fragments.
His entire hand turned into a skeletal frame in an instant, but when the moonlight slashed onto the bones and blood vessels of Ethan Smith’s arm, it couldn’t even leave a mark.
“What?”
Si Wu Xiao was shocked, his mouth nearly gaping.
He had felt that his moonlight slash could sever gods and demons, yet it merely tore Ethan Smith’s skin, unable to even cut through his arm?
He couldn’t imagine how, within just a few dozen days, such earth-shattering changes had occurred in Ethan Smith.
Pa!
Another slap sent Si Wu Xiao flying, his face as swollen as a pig’s head.
Si Wu Xiao’s head was stuck in the ground, his rear end sticking up high, and his mind went blank.
He, Si Wu Xiao, the Carney family’s First Elder, how could he face others after this?
Ethan Smith, gripping Corbin Green, landed and stepped directly onto Si Wu Xiao’s rear, which was the only part of him sticking out from the ground.
Seeing Si Wu Xiao in such a state, Corbin Green’s rage actually diminished somewhat.
It seems I’m not in such a terrible situation…
A terrifying force burst forth from the ground, shaking the very earth itself.
Si Wu Xiao, suspended in the air, his hair disheveled, looked like a madman.
“Ethan Smith, I want you dead!”
He exuded a terrifying aura, and no one would doubt if he said he wanted to self-destruct.
“Elder Si, calm down… There are pressing matters at hand.”
Corbin Green shivered as he spoke, fearing the old man had gone mad.
He was now in Ethan Smith’s hands, and he surely didn’t have such an abnormal body.
“Ethan Smith, if you don’t want your brother to die, let me go immediately. I remember your brother is named Frederick Cohen, right?”
Having calmed down, Corbin Green shouted.
Instantly, a man appeared in the hands of a cultivator from the Green family.
The man’s complexion was ashen, his muscles withered, and he seemed to be on the brink of death.
“Frederick Cohen!”
Ethan Smith clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh, blood dripping drop by drop onto the ground.
Frederick Cohen had a holy body that could draw spiritual energy from the air even without cultivating.
The reason for his current weakness must be the continuous extraction of his blood and the ongoing torture he had suffered.
“Divine sense restrictions have been placed on him by the Holy Lord. It’s best if you don’t have any odd ideas,” Corbin Green said, sneering.
“I’d advise you the same. If you make excessive demands, even exchanging one life for two, I won’t be at a loss. And the torture my brother has suffered won’t be reduced by the slightest,” Ethan Smith said, staring them down without a hint of submission.
At a time like this, showing weakness would only harm Frederick Cohen.
Once he surrendered, Frederick Cohen’s only chance for survival would be gone. The more dominant Ethan Smith was now, the better his chances of negotiating would be later.
“I don’t believe you, a man of deep feelings, could be so heartless. Once a person is dead, they cannot be revived. Are you sure you want to continue speaking to us so arrogantly? With just a thought, I can extinguish the candle of his life,” Corbin Green taunted with a cold laugh.
“Stop barking, state your terms,” Ethan Smith said, his voice unshaken.
“My demand is simple, hand over Kennedi Evans to us. She has offended us, and if we don’t make an example of her, where will our face be in the future? How about it, exchanging a stranger for your brother, that’s not an excessive request, is it?”
“It seems someone has detected my identity. Previously, I revealed some information to a close kin, which may have been discovered during a soul search,” Kennedi spoke bitterly from the Sumeru Ring.
Ethan Smith’s mind raced, thinking of how he could break through the current situation.
Seeing Ethan Smith suddenly fall silent, both Corbin Green and Si Wu Xiao felt a surge of unease—had Kennedi given away information to Ethan Smith?
“I owe Tingyue Pavilion’s Owner many favors; I cannot hand him over to you,” Ethan Smith said, frowning.
