While speaking, he tossed Charles Wright and his subordinates into the car they had arrived in, as easily as picking up chicks. Of course, he tapped a few points on their bodies to seal their acupoints, then made a call for his own men to come handle them, since he still had some questions to ask. After he finished questioning them, they could leave this world.

The way William Thompson looked at him, Ethan Brooks could clearly sense and even guess what he was thinking, and he smiled faintly in his heart. It seemed he really wasn’t suited to stay at the Go club; it was better to be free and alone. For things like today, if William Thompson hadn’t agreed to handle it, the trouble would have been endless. Ethan Brooks was never afraid of trouble—he wasn’t even afraid of the heavenly tribulation that sword immortals who had cultivated for centuries dreaded, so what else was there to fear?

The problem was, the Kaizhu Go Club would be implicated. As for how William Thompson would handle it, Ethan Brooks couldn’t care less; he still trusted William Thompson’s promise.

“Old Carter, I still have some matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave first.” After bidding farewell to Andrew Carter, William Thompson glanced at Ethan Brooks and found him still as calm and composed as ever. If he hadn’t just seen him in action, if all those things hadn’t just happened, even in William Thompson’s eyes, he would have seemed nothing more than a simple, honest young man.

Unmoved by honor or disgrace, unmoved by honor or disgrace—after getting into his car and driving away, William Thompson kept thinking about this phrase as he watched Ethan Brooks in the rearview mirror. Even for himself, could he remain so calm and unshaken in the face of such events?

Kaizhu Go Club—who would have thought! In such a small Go club, there were so many astonishing people. A mysterious Go master, and this man who remained unshaken by honor or disgrace, whose skills even he couldn’t fathom.

The matter with Tiger Might Group involved the Wang family, and Charles Wright had invited him in this way—these things had to be dealt with immediately. After handling these matters...

Just as William Thompson’s car left their line of sight and Ethan Brooks and Old Carter started walking toward the other side to wait for their car, a bicycle rushed in from outside. A mountain bike, police uniform—it was the police that Old Carter had called earlier.

What surprised Ethan Brooks was that the person riding the mountain bike in full police uniform was actually a beautiful woman—a policewoman!!!!

Chapter 11 Rookie

Andrew Carter was, after all, quite advanced in age. Although the violence he’d just witnessed was a first in his life, he had understood the conversation between Ethan Brooks and William Thompson at the end. He thought, if he’d known it would turn out like this, why bother calling the police? He couldn’t help but glance at the luxury business van, remembering how William Thompson had tossed those people in like little chicks.

Sweating, slightly out of breath, but with bright, spirited eyes, and not a trace of makeup—her beauty was only enhanced by the police uniform. A woman’s beauty is never just about her face, and the policewoman who had just ridden in on the bike was truly different—a real beauty.

She rushed up, braked quickly, and saluted the two of them: “...Was it you who called the police just now?”

Ethan Brooks did a quick calculation in his mind—from the time they called the police to the arrival of this beautiful policewoman, it had been less than eight minutes. She must be a community police officer; if she were a detective, she would have come by car. After all, when Old Carter called, he’d only said there was a fight here.

“Oh... yes...” Old Carter hesitated, glanced at Ethan Brooks, and nodded.

The beautiful policewoman had just caught her breath, glanced around, and saw signs of a fight, though nothing too serious. She took out her electronic notepad and, with meticulous professionalism, said, “I am community police officer Emily Green. Please show your ID and the phone number you used to call the police, and please describe what happened just now. Thank you for your cooperation.”

Community police officer, Emily Green—so dedicated!

“This is what happened—” seeing Old Carter look at him again, Ethan Brooks spoke up: “We had just come down from upstairs and saw a few people fighting, so we called the police.”

At this point, Old Carter had already handed over his ID, and Emily Green quickly recorded the information. After hearing Ethan Brooks’s brief explanation, she looked up at him. Her first impression: not a local, looked simple and honest, probably not good at handling unexpected situations.

She handed Old Carter’s ID back to him, looked at Ethan Brooks, and patiently and kindly reminded him, “Thank you for actively cooperating with the police to maintain social stability and unity, but you need to be more detailed. Also, please show your ID.”

Oh. Ethan Brooks nodded, as if about to take out his ID. But suddenly remembering something, he looked up at Emily Green and said, “By the way, the person who did the fighting just drove off. Officer, didn’t you see? If you keep asking here, I’m afraid they’ll be long gone.”

Just then, Emily Green was stunned for a moment: “You mean that BMW just now?”

“That’s right!!” Ethan Brooks was holding back a laugh, but his face was serious and earnest as he nodded. With William Thompson’s influence, even if he killed someone on the spot and got caught, as long as it wasn’t someone more powerful than him, nothing would happen.

“Why didn’t you say so earlier!” Emily Green put away her electronic notepad, grabbed her mountain bike, swung herself onto it, and shot off in pursuit.