Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 988 - Eyes without Pupils
Chapter 988: Chapter 988: Eyes without Pupils!
Chapter 988 -988: Eyes without Pupils!
Ethan Smith stared coldly at the people around him, his murderous spirit barely kept under control.
“Tsk, tsk, what’s this? Is Mr. Smith planning to kill people to silence them and bully others with his stature?”
Just then, someone emerged from the shadows.
A first glance was all it took to notice Tyler Wright, his hands clasped behind his back, smiling ever so faintly.
Ethan Smith’s eyes abruptly shifted to Tyler Wright.
“What’s it to you?” Ethan Smith squinted, his tone cold.
Smiling faintly, Wright replied: “It doesn’t concern me, true. But I simply cannot stand your behavior.”
“Your mother’s… dare you to posture as the hero here? ” retorted Ethan Smith coldly.
Feeling the surge of killing intent from Ethan Smith, Wright quickly backed off a bit while pretending to be innocent, “Let’s stick to talking and keep things non-violent, shall we? Let’s be civil here.”
“Tha… that’s right.” Others around whispered in agreement.
Ethan Smith took a deep breath.
How he longed to rip Tyler Wright apart right in that instant.
His guile was infuriating.
If I must repeat again,” Ethan Smith declared coldly, “I did not do this. It is a set up.”
“As for the technique you mentioned, it’s not exclusive to me. Many others possess the skill.”
“How do you explain the hat then?” Wright mocked.
Despite not wanting to engage with him, Ethan Smith suppressed his anger and produced his own Thousand Faces hat.
“This is my original hat, the one you saw is fake,” announced Ethan Smith with a stern voice.
“You can see for yourself, it’s evident who’s setting me up.”
The people around them exchanged worried glances; they seemed to waver a bit.
Laughing sardonically, Wright said: “Who’s to say the hat you’re holding isn’t the fake one? After discovering you lost your hat, wouldn’t it make sense to quickly replace it with a duplicate?”
Without a word, Ethan Smith promptly wore the hat.
In an instant, Thousand Faces took effect, veiling Ethan Smith’s face.
“You see that? If it were a fake, how would it perform just as the original?” Ethan Smith coldly stated.
With a huff, Wright replied, “To my knowledge, the other hat can also accomplish the same.”
“Bullshit!” Smith retorted sharply.
“Then let him produce the hat!”
“The hat isn’t on me,” Wright shrugged.
“Then shut up!” Ethan Smith replied sharply.
“What, doesn’t a citizen have the right to question anymore?” Wright challenged mockingly.
Ethan Smith ignored Wright and turned to the audience: “Do you believe me?”
The crowd burst into hushed murmurs.
After Ethan’s explanation, they seemed to waver.
“Mr. Smith isn’t that kind of person.”
“Yeah, he saved the building several times before, how could he do such a thing?”
“That’s debatable, appearances can be deceiving.”
Amidst the crowd’s murmuring, a group of people approached from a distance.
“Please, move aside.”
A group of individuals in purple robes cleared the way.
They parted the crowd, ushering in Marc Fraley.
Upon seeing Marc, Ethan Smith’s face instantly darkened.
“So, you’re indeed involved.” Ethan Smith squinted, uttering coldly.
Feigning confusion, Marc asked, “What do you mean by that? I don’t understand.”
With a cold smirk, Ethan replied: “Cut the crap and get on with your tricks.”
Dispassionately, Marc answered: “Ethan Smith, as the person in charge of the Capital city Martial Arts Association, I naturally need to understand the situation when such an incident occurs in the Hundred Spirits Meeting.”
“After days of investigation, all evidence points directly towards you. What do you have to say for yourself?”
Ethan Smith sneered, “If one wishes to condemn, they can always trump up a charge. Marc Fraley, if I am not wrong, Dudley Lynch is behind this, right?”
A hint of panic flashed in Marc Fraley’s eyes, but it faded quickly.
“Don’t falsely accuse innocent people,” Marc Fraley retorted.
“I know you won’t admit it, so I have prepared accordingly.”
With that, Marc Fraley pulled out a video clip.
In the video, a figure dressed in a black robe, whose silhouette looked remarkably like Ethan’s, was moving around.
The most crucial part was that the method the figure in the video used was identical to Ethan’s!
Upon seeing the video, everyone around paled and instinctively stepped back!
“You all saw that, didn’t you? If it’s not Ethan in the video, who else could it be?” Marc Fraley shouted.
Ethan drew a deep breath, and patiently explained, “My face isn’t shown in that video. Also, that hat isn’t mine. Mine is right here.”
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With a sneer, Marc Fraley said, “I knew you’d find a substitute hat beforehand. Fine, I’ll make you admit it.”
At his words, Marc Fraley clapped, and a young man walked out from a not-so-distant place.
This young man was none other than Hanley Poe!
“I believe everyone here knows who he is,” Marc Fraley stated, pointing at Hanley Poe.
“Yes, we do. He’s the young Pavilion Master of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.”
“What does he have to do with all this?”
Marc Fraley laughed coldly, “Ethan’s hat is called the Thousand Faces, and it came from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets. Now, Ethan, you must admit this.”
Ethan’s face was ice cold, and he maintained a dignified silence.
“Hanley Poe, could you please check whether the hat in Ethan’s hand is the Thousand Faces of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets?” Marc Fraley asked perfunctorily.
“Yes, Young Master Fraley,” Hanley Poe nodded and walked quickly towards Ethan.
As Ethan gazed down at Hanley Poe approaching him, a sense of murderous intent unconsciously emanated from him.
“Hanley Poe, you’ve already harmed me once,” Ethan said coldly.
Upon hearing this, Hanley Poe quickly retreated a few steps, stammering in fear, “Et…Ethan, don’t kill me. I…I can’t really tell if it’s real or fake. That should be enough, right? Please don’t kill me… ”
“You!” Hearing this, Ethan was instantly furious!
Hanley Poe’s deceit far exceeded Ethan’s expectations!
“Ethan, is it right to threaten others like this?” Marc Fraley seized the opportunity to comment.
“Hanley Poe, just go ahead and speak. I believe everyone present will stand by your side!”
Feigning dread, Hanley Poe cast a glance at Ethan and stepped back two steps before whispering, “The hat in Ethan’s hand… is not the Thousand Faces…”
The entire room broke into an uproar!
Now, all the evidence directly pointed at Ethan!
The crowd backed away even more. The fear and loathing in their eyes as they looked at Ethan grew palpable.
Ethan could feel fury filling his chest, as if a primordial beast was caged within him.
And this beast seemed on the verge of breaking loose any moment!
“I’ll say it again. This is all a frame-up by the Capital City Martial Arts Association. You all should know what kind of person I am.” Ethan looked at the crowd, suppressing his fury.
This time, however, nobody responded.
Suppressing his anger, Ethan asked, “Does no one believe me?”
The place was dead silent. All that answered Ethan were hostile glares.
Seeing this, Ethan couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh.
“Ha… hahaha! A bunch of blind fools!” Ethan yelled out in fury.
“Fine, since you all say it’s me, then it must be me! I don’t need to explain anything to you anymore!”
As he spoke, Ethan’s murderous aura exploded!
