“Ethan, you’re up? Perfect timing, Mr. Wright is looking for you.”

　　Emily Bolton called out.

　　Ethan Clark’s gaze fell on the person at the front.

　　He was the second disciple of the Tianfeng Martial Arts Hall’s master, whom he had met just last night—a body refinement expert, Matthew Wright.

　　“Clark... Junior Brother Clark, look, see what I’ve brought for you all.”

　　Matthew Wright said as he turned around.

　　Three disciples carried a standing plaque, on which was written—Tianfeng Martial Arts Hall · Tiandao Sword Sect Branch.

　　“The main reason the Tiandao Sword Sect can’t keep going is because there’s no Qi and Blood Martial Artist to hold the fort, right? Master said, from now on, the Tiandao Sword Sect will be under the name of Tianfeng Martial Arts Hall. Sect Master Clark’s lifelong efforts—no one can abolish them. Anyone who dares to harm the Tiandao Sword Sect is an enemy of our Tianfeng Martial Arts Hall!”

　　Matthew Wright said with a cheerful smile, “Master also said, when Junior Brother Clark becomes a Qi and Blood Martial Artist, he’ll personally remove the words ‘Tianfeng Martial Arts Hall’ for you, restoring the glory of the Tiandao Sword Sect.”

　　Seeing this scene, Emily Bolton, who had come with Matthew Bolton and his group, was deeply moved.

　　After Chris Clark’s death, her greatest worry was taking care of Ethan Clark and his brother for her husband, and keeping the Tiandao Sword Sect alive.

　　Now that the Tianfeng Martial Arts Hall was willing to stand up for the Tiandao Sword Sect and let it be a temporary branch under their name, she was so happy that she thanked them repeatedly: “Thank you, Master Carter, Master Carter is truly a good person. When Chris was alive, he had many friends, but only Master Carter was willing to step forward to protect us orphans and widows. Such kindness, my son and I will remember forever, never to forget.”

　　The words “kindness” from Emily Bolton brought a slight smile to Matthew Wright’s face.

　　“You flatter us. My master has known Sect Master Clark for over ten years. It’s only right to help the Tiandao Sword Sect as much as we can. From now on, if anyone dares to bully Mrs. Clark, just come to our Tianfeng Martial Arts Hall for help. All one hundred and thirty-nine disciples of Tianfeng Martial Arts Hall will stand with you without hesitation.”

　　“Thank you, thank you all.”

　　Emily Bolton was truly grateful.

　　Matthew Wright smiled, then turned to Ethan Clark: “The car outside is for you, Junior Brother Clark. If there’s anything else you need, just let us know.”

　　“Thank you, Senior Brother Wright.”

　　“We’re brothers, no need to be so polite.”

　　Matthew Wright greatly admired Ethan Clark for single-handedly destroying Longspring Sect, and was eager to befriend him, speaking with warmth and respect.

　　The atmosphere in the room was harmonious.

　　Finally, Matthew Wright seemed to remember something: “By the way, later Master will take you to the Martial Arts Association, but don’t worry. With Master there, and since everything you did was within the rules, the Martial Arts Association won’t dare do anything to you.”

　　“Alright.”

　　Ethan Clark nodded.

　　For the matter with Longspring Sect to truly be settled, he still had to make a trip to the Martial Arts Association.

　　Ethan Clark soon saw Matthew Wright off.

　　Right after, he left the courtyard.

　　A sedan was parked in the lot in front of the gate.

　　A Blue Horse X7 large SUV.

　　Priced at 1.28 million.

　　This was Chris Clark’s car.

　　A month ago, Chris Clark died at the hands of Brian Foster, and the martial arts apprentices all demanded refunds.

　　After Emily Bolton put in over three million in family savings, there was still a shortfall of more than two million, so she had no choice but to sell off family assets.

　　This car was one of the items sold.

　　Now that Matthew Wright had brought the car back, it showed his sincerity.

　　Ethan Clark stood in front of the car for a moment, then turned and went to a bank.

　　This was the same bank where Brian Foster had written that ten-million-yuan check.

　　Brian Foster had indeed intended to use ten million to forcibly buy the Tiandao Sword Sect, and the payee was Ethan Clark.

　　Because of this, the process of cashing the check was not complicated.

　　Half an hour later, Ethan Clark walked out of the bank.

　　Checking the time, he set off directly for City No. 1 High School.

　　But just as he arrived at the school, a teacher came over: “Ethan Clark? The Director wants to see you.”

　　Ethan Clark nodded.

　　Soon, he arrived at an office.

　　In the office, besides the academic Director, there were five others.

　　People from the Martial Arts Association.

　　Of the five, Ethan Clark recognized two.

　　Members of the Adjudication Committee: David Turner and Henry Grant.

　　“Student Clark, the two committee members have some questions for you. Please cooperate.”

　　The academic Director said.

　　He didn’t dare offend people from the Martial Arts Association’s Adjudication Committee.

　　“Oh.”

　　Ethan Clark responded, looking at the five: “Something up? I’m in a hurry to get to class.”

　　Among the five, Henry Grant was clearly the leader.

　　His expression was stern, his gaze carrying a hint of pressure: “You should know why we’re here.”

　　“The reason…”

　　Ethan Clark looked at him, as if thinking, “Then let me think about it first. I’ll answer you when I figure it out.”

　　With just one sentence, he left Henry Grant fuming.

　　But...

　　Thinking of the information received this morning, Longspring Sect...

　　One registered martial artist, fourteen registered martial practitioners, including three apprentices—all dead!

　　A total of eighteen lives.

　　And the culprit behind this shocking case was the young man before him, only eighteen years old, wearing a school uniform, whom he had mocked as immature just a day ago.