Mrs. and Mr. Smith novel Chapter 1133

Chapter 1133: Chapter 1133: The Ancestor Descends?_1

Chapter 1133 -1133: The Ancestor Descends?_1

Upon hearing this, an unnatural expression flashed across the Pavilion Master’s face.

“If the Guardian is willing to step in, the Eight Great Powers would be trivial,” Star said coldly.

“Moreover, Ethan Smith is his son, so he won’t just stand idly by.”

However, the Pavilion Master hesitated to respond, seemingly lost in thought.

Seeing this, Star narrowed his eyes and said coldly, “You didn’t deceive me by saying he is the son of the Guardian, did you?”

“He is indeed the son of the Guardian,” the Pavilion Master finally spoke.

She looked at Star and said, “But do you know that as a Guardian, personal feelings must never be involved?”

“If he helps Ethan today, will he still be considered a Guardian tomorrow? Would he face punishment?”

Hearing this, a strange light flashed across Star’s eyes.

He said faintly, “No wonder you are so concerned about Ethan Smith. Your admiration for the Guardian is not just a rumor.”

Mention of the Guardian made the Pavilion Master’s expression sour.

What transpired between them, no one knew.

“Do you really want to watch Ethan go to his death?” Star said solemnly.

Shaking her head, the Pavilion Master said, “It’s not that I want to watch him die, but… the Guardian will never take action. He wouldn’t kill the Eight Great Powers just for Ethan.”

Star frowned, “Why not?”

The Pavilion Master explained, “Think about it, how many life-and-death situations has Ethan faced since he started? Has the Guardian ever intervened?”

“It’s not the same. This time is different from any other. Ethan has no chance of winning against the Eight Great Powers,” Star said coldly.

Playing with the teacup in her hand, the Pavilion Master seemed to be considering something.

“Did he not leave you some kind of token?” Star asked, puzzled.

“Token?” The Pavilion Master scoffed, “He is an extremely heartless person. Even if I were to die in front of him, he wouldn’t even blink.”

At this point, Star straightened up suddenly.

He glanced around to make sure no one was around before whispering, “Who is Ethan’s mother after all? Why have I never heard of her? Is it you?”

Pain flashed across the Pavilion Master’s face before she shook her head, “If I had a son like that, I would die happily.”

“Oh? Is it because you wanted a night of passion with the Guardian or because you’re proud of Ethan?” Star teased.

Hearing this, a cold light flashed in the Pavilion Master’s eyes.

Star quickly waved his hand, saying, “Enough about that, let’s get back to business.”

The Pavilion Master said coldly, “Relying on the Guardian is not reliable. You’d better give up on that idea.”

Star stroked his chin, “Why not… let Ethan escape? Or… let the authorities step in?”

“The authorities?” The Pavilion Master paused.

This might be a way, but… would the authorities be willing to do this?

To have a fallout with the Eight Great Powers over just one Ethan Smith might not be a good decision.

Ethan hurriedly got up and went to the vicinity of the passage.

As expected, the passage had grown wider. This time, Ethan could even hear faint voices from within, as if a conversation was taking place.

Ethan quickly lay down at the entrance of the passage and listened carefully.

“According to this progress, within three days, we will be able to break the seal.”

“Yes, once the seal is lifted, we must not hold back. We must kill Ethan Smith immediately.”

“Yes, we must eliminate him before the Holy Region opens! Everyone must use their trump cards to ensure we kill him quickly, otherwise, our chance to kill him will diminish once the Holy Region is opened.”

“Keeping him alive will cause endless trouble. It is worth any cost to get rid of him.”

These words fell into Ethan’s ears.

Ethan couldn’t help but frown.

Touching his chin, he muttered to himself, “It seems these people are dead set on killing me.”

Having to face their trump cards, Ethan knew it wouldn’t be easy to deal with.

“Damn it.” Suddenly, Ethan stood up.

After giving it some thought, he lay near the entrance of the passage and with force, yelled, “You eight old bastards, you want to kill me? Go to hell, I’m right here waiting for you. Just try it, and I’ll smash your heads!”

“Hmm? What’s that noise? Who’s talking?” A confused voice came from within.

“Your ancestor is talking! Hearing your ancestor’s voice, shouldn’t you kneel down right away?” Ethan continued shouting.

“Ancestor? Could it be that the Holy Region has already opened? Has our ancestor’s divine sense descended?” A high-level member exclaimed excitedly.