Despite the fact that Ethan Clark destroyed Longquan Sect by poisoning, this kind of boldness and ruthlessness quickly suppressed the anger in his heart.

“About the Longquan Sect incident, how do you explain it?”

Henry Grant remained calm.

“I followed the second of the three major rules of the martial arts world and carried out an equivalent act of revenge. What is there to explain?”

Ethan Clark said.

“Equivalent revenge!? You call killing so many people equivalent revenge!?”

David Turner stepped forward sternly.

“Oh, my Tiandao Sword Sect was wiped out.”

Ethan Clark said.

“In your Tiandao Sword Sect, only Chris Clark died in a duel, but how many people died in Longquan Sect?”

“The point isn’t how many people, but that my Tiandao Sword Sect was wiped out.”

Ethan Clark glanced at him and said indifferently.

“You…”

A flash of anger appeared in David Turner’s eyes, but there was also fear.

The person—he was still the same person.

Ethan Clark was dressed like a student, looking no different from when he was at the Martial Arts Association the day before.

But to dare to ruthlessly kill eighteen people in a row, including the blood and qi martial artist Brian Foster, and wipe out the entire Longquan Sect—who would dare treat him as just an ordinary student!?

“Ethan Clark!”

Henry Grant leaned forward slightly and said in a deep voice, “You killed Brian Foster and his fourteen disciples, which could be considered a martial artist vendetta, but he also had three apprentices who were not registered martial artists!”

“They were Longquan Sect apprentices, but my Tiandao Sword Sect was wiped out by Longquan Sect.”

There was no change in Ethan Clark’s expression.

“You… you’re twisting the facts, and right now we’re talking about the extermination of Longquan Sect!”

Henry Grant said angrily.

“Everything I did was within the rules. Longquan Sect wiped out my Tiandao Sword Sect, so I destroyed Longquan Sect in the name of Tiandao Sword Sect. It’s reasonable.”

“But you were the one who deregistered Tiandao Sword Sect!”

David Turner couldn’t help but interject.

“Oh, then let me put it another way: my Tiandao Sword Sect was wiped out under the pressure of Longquan Sect.”

“……”

Chapter 7: Calmed

The dean of academic affairs, listening to the exchange between Ethan Clark, David Turner, and Henry Grant, was terrified.

Originally, when members of the Martial Arts Association’s Arbitration Committee—a violent organization—came to No. 1 High School and said they wanted to see a student, he had cooperated without hesitation.

After all, one side was from the Martial Arts Association, and the other was just a student from his school.

But now, hearing this—he wiped out Longquan Sect, one of the nine major martial arts forces in Qimingxing City?

Eighteen lives on his hands!?

This…

What kind of student is this!?

Thinking back to the tone he had just used when speaking to him, he couldn’t help but take out a handkerchief and wipe the cold sweat that had unknowingly appeared on his forehead.

“I’m done talking. I’ll be leaving now.”

Ethan Clark turned to go.

But his attitude made Henry Grant, who was used to blood and qi martial artists currying favor and inviting them for drinks, snort coldly: “Ethan Clark, the martial arts world is not a lawless place. You’d better not let us get any dirt on you, or I’ll personally take action and punish you.”

“Mr. Grant is right.”

Ethan Clark nodded in agreement.

He thought, if these two committee members hadn’t taken money from Brian Foster, they would have sounded even more righteous when saying this.

……

In the afternoon, Jason Carter took Ethan Clark to the Martial Arts Association, where the matter was officially concluded: the extermination of Longquan Sect was defined as the Tiandao Sword Sect’s act of revenge.

After all, Tiandao Sword Sect had been wiped out.

This battle was within the rules.

Case closed.

Of course, Longquan Sect was still one of the nine major martial arts forces in Qimingxing City, and the destruction of such a sect inevitably caused quite a stir.

However, with Tianfeng Martial Arts School’s Jason Carter shielding him, Ethan Clark was able to avoid much of the scrutiny.

Still, those with sharp ears and eyes immediately remembered the name Ethan Clark.

If he hadn’t killed Brian Foster using such an underhanded method as poisoning, violating the interests of the blood and qi martial artists and thus suppressing the spread of the news, the name Ethan Clark would already be known throughout the martial arts circles of Qimingxing City.

……

After leaving the Martial Arts Association, on the way to the parking lot.

Jason Carter asked with a smile, “Now that you can do what you want, what are your plans?”

After speaking, he added, “Of course, if you want to practice martial arts, I can teach you the Five Elements Breathing Technique of our Tianfeng Martial Arts School.”

“I’d like to thank Uncle Carter in advance, but as for martial arts, from now on I’ll only treat it as a way to keep fit. I’ll focus more on planning my future path—entering the music industry and becoming a singer.”

“Haha, being a singer is great. Top singers can earn hundreds of millions a year, much more comfortable than us fighting for our lives in the martial arts world.”

As Jason Carter spoke, he took out a business card: “This is the contact information for Ashley Bolton, Vice President of Tianxing Media Co., Ltd. When their artists hold large-scale performances, they always come to our Tianfeng Martial Arts School for protection. You can contact him directly—it should help with your future singing career.”

“Tianxing Media!”