Chapter 393: Chapter 393: Dare to Deceive Me?_1
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This indeed caught Ethan Smith’s attention.
He immediately opened the post, and a ranking list quickly came into view.
To Ethan’s surprise, the person ranked first was not himself, but someone named Everest Levy.
Everest’s record was quite impressive, as he had defeated several Grandmasters in the Grandmaster Realm.
Now he had successfully stepped into the Grandmaster Realm, and he was regarded as the number one genius in the Central Plains region.
Although he didn’t have the news of Ethan’s strong intrusion of the stairway to heaven, his foundation was extremely solid, and he was well-liked, which was in stark contrast to Ethan’s domineering presence.
Most importantly, he had a very famous master, who was said to have been the number one person in the Central Plains region, named Dudley Lynch.
Continuing to look down the list, Ethan was neither second nor third.
Ethan was ranked fifth.
And following Ethan was Evelyn Norton.
Other than Evelyn, Ethan saw another familiar face.
That person was Reginald Tucker.
“I’m actually ranked fifth?” Ethan touched his chin.
Logically speaking, it shouldn’t be the case. With his record of defeating three Peak Form Grandmasters at the Grandmaster Peak, there should be very few who could achieve this, right?
As he continued to read, he saw the analysis of the ranking list, especially the analysis on Ethan.
“The reason why Ethan Smith is ranked fifth is that he has too many enemies, and the possibility of growth is small. If we disregard this factor, he should be able to enter the top three.”
Reading this, Ethan couldn’t help but laugh.
Naturally, Ethan was not convinced by this ranking deep down.
Just then, Ethan suddenly felt several breaths passing by outside.
Although the breaths were not too powerful, they had reached the Grandmaster Realm.
Without waiting for Ethan to react, there was a knock on the door.
“Is Mr. Smith at home?” A slightly old voice came in.
Ethan got up and opened the door.
Outside the door stood two men, one old and one young. The older one looked to be in his fifties, and the younger one was only in his twenties.
“Who are you?” Ethan looked at the two and asked.
The elderly man handed out a business card and said politely, “You must be Ethan Smith, the King of Chuzzle? This is my card.”
Receiving the card, Ethan discovered that the man was the president of the River North Martial Arts Association, Jordon Yoder.
“President of the River North Martial Arts Association?” Ethan raised his eyebrows, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
They came quite quickly.
“Please come in.” Ethan stepped aside and let the two in.
After they sat down, Jordon Yoder politely explained, “Mr. Smith, I’m really sorry for using your place without your permission.”
Ethan sneered, “President Yoder, spare me the pleasantries.”
Jordon Yoder sighed, “Actually, I don’t want to either, but as the president of River North Region, I have to contribute to the development of our association, right?”
“That’s why I’ve traveled through most of the River North Region for all these years, trying to find a suitable place for cultivation, for our association members to use.”
“So you chose my house? And broke in without my consent?” Ethan asked coldly.
Jordon Yoder apologized again, “I’m really sorry. I hope you can understand my good intentions. Everything I do is for the development of the association.”
Ethan turned to Jordon Yoder and said coldly, “President Yoder, is this what you think as well?”
Jordon Yoder frowned and said, “Mr. Smith, I don’t mean that.”
“President Yoder, I’m only letting this go because I appreciate your efforts to develop the Association. Are you really unwilling to give up even a single hundred-year medicinal material?” Ethan said with a stern face.
Jordon Yoder stood up and laughed, “Fine then, I’ll send it to you later. Goodbye.”
After leaving these words, Jordon Yoder turned and left.
Once he stepped outside, his expression turned cold in an instant.
“Want a medicinal material? Dream on!” Jordon Yoder spat on the ground.
Not long after Jordon Yoder left, Conrad Schroeder arrived by car.
Upon entering, he excitedly said, “Mr. Smith, you’re back.”
Ethan nodded, looked at Conrad, and asked, “Do you know about the River North Martial Arts Association requisitioning this place?”
Conrad was stunned and bitterly smiled, “I know, but… I can’t stop it. The River North Martial Arts Association has always been domineering, and I can only be angry but not speak out.”
“Always domineering?” Ethan frowned.
“Yes, especially the Association’s president, Jordon Yoder. Relying on his status, he seizes land everywhere, and countless people have been oppressed by him,” Conrad said.
Hearing this, Ethan was a little surprised.
“He doesn’t look like that kind of person. A president who is dedicated to the development of the Martial Arts Association would do such a thing?” Ethan asked with confusion.
Hearing this, Conrad couldn’t help but sneer, “For the development of the Martial Arts Association? Mr. Smith, you think too highly of Jordon Yoder.”
“He just uses the Martial Arts Association’s name to seek benefits for his son. The River North Martial Arts Association has long become their private property, and all good things have been monopolized by him.”
“Just like this place, after occupying it, he wanted his son to practice here. Unfortunately, his son is just a hopeless case.”

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