Ethan and Rose started walking toward the crowd. As for why Ethan stopped Rose, it wasnât because she wasnât their match or anything. That Master Timmy had just around Master Level 2 strength, probably an Innate Martial Artist, whereas Rose was a Level 9 Grandmaster. She could totally destroy that punk.
Ethan stopped Rose because he saw something.
He had comprehended the Supreme Law of Karma up to 6%, just like his Law of Chaos. All four of his Supreme Laws were progressing at the same pace as the Law of Chaos.
At this point, he could see karmic lines on individuals if he wanted to. It hadnât reached the level where he could identify enemies solely through those lines and eliminate them, but he could trace the threads and, using the Supreme Law of Fate, draw conclusions about where the karmic line might end.
This problem would be resolved once his comprehension reached 10%.
Ethan stopped Rose because he saw a sinister red karmic line on Timmyâs head. That line was radiating some vile energy. He tried to use the Law of Fate to find its endpoint, but he received a warning from the fate law. If he dug any further, he might run into trouble. However, the threat was mild. The opponent might be at the same level as him or just a little stronger.
So Ethan didnât want to make a rushed decision. He would take action tomorrow if possible. But if not, then fine. Come on babe,Ethan Hunt didnât care. He would fight to his heartâs content.
Soon, they reached the scene.
The servant was practically drooling, clearly eager to see the childâs blood spill from his tiny body.
Ethan sighed. "A psychopath, huh? Probably from some kind of demonic cult or something where they serve someone. And the threat I sensed from the Law of Fate, probably that dude is responsible."
The man was about to slice the boyâs leg tendon, but Ethan stopped his hand.
Everyone was stunned. Who was this man trying to resist a martial artist? The poor vendors and common people watching the scene began murmuring in low hushes.
The servantâs eyes turned crimson red. Who dared to stop him? Did this man want to die?
He looked at Ethan.
It was a very handsome young man, probably the most handsome person anyone had ever seen.
Ethan smiled warmly at the man. "Brother, can you let this child go? For my sake?"
The man and the other servants were dumbfounded. Even Master Timmy showed a slight reaction.
Then everyone burst into laughter.
"For your sake? Hahahahaha. Who the fuck are you?"
Then he looked at Rose and said, "Maybe..."
Puchi!
The manâs head rolled off his body. Ethan had used his hand to chop it off. Then he turned to Rose.
"Baby, do you have a towel? My hand was dipped in shit. Yuck."
Rose had seen this scene before, on various occasions. Ethan would always kill someone if they dared look at her with disrespect.
She just couldnât get enough of her man. He was so damn cool. And then he asked, "Baby, do you have a towel?" How the heck could Roseâs little heart take so much excitement all at once?
She brought out a towel from her space ring.
Ethan began wiping the blood from his hand and looked toward the man called Master Timmy.
The atmosphere was silent. So silent that the heartbeat of a person could be heard.
Timmy was also looking at him. His expression remained unreadable.
But that facade would not work on Ethan. He could tell the man was on the verge of wetting his pants. When Ethan killed the servant, he had released a sliver of his aura, and only Timmy had felt it.
Timmy knew that if he moved, he would be gone. No doubt about it.
After cleaning the blood, Ethan looked at the boy who was still trembling. First his father, and now a headless body was lying in front of him. His tiny brain could not take all the shock at once, and he fainted. Rose caught the boy.
Ethan said, "Can you check if his father is dead or not? I need to have a heart-to-heart conversation with that brother."
The other guards of Master Timmy didnât move either. They had gotten the signal from Timmy to stay still.
Ethan took a single step and vanished, then reappeared before Timmy.
He smiled kindly at him. The smile was so gentle that if a child saw it, they would instantly fall in love. It was a kind, fatherly smile.
But to Timmy, it felt like the cruelest smile in the universe. The smile of the King of the Abyss. Timmyâs entire body began to shake.
Ethan said, "Donât worry, Mr. Timmy. I donât want to become the enemy of your master. Your subordinate crossed the line, so I had to kill him. We can call it off, right? I hope you wonât complain to your master. If so, Iâd have to kill you all right now."
Timmyâs heart started racing. So he knows about my master. It seems heâs afraid of him.
Timmyâs lips curved into a slight smile. He thought to himself, "You think that after killing one of my masterâs loyal servants, youâll be spared? Youâre already marked. You will die tonight. No doubt. My master wonât let you live past this night."
Ethan could tell something was trying to enter his body, but it couldnât succeed. It felt like someone was using the Law of Karma, but the comprehension level was lowâonly around 2%, maybe.
"So that person also comprehended the Law of Karma, huh? Letâs see what youâre up to." Ethan wrapped that Law of Karma with his own and allowed it to enter his body.
Timmy got his confidence back and said, "You can kill us all, but my masterâs dignity should not be trampled. I get that you killed him because he crossed the line, but you also stepped on my masterâs pride. He wonât like it when he sees one of his servants dead. So how do you want to make up for that?"
Timmy was trying to get everything he could from this lamb. He had seen Rose use a space ring. They must be from a rich family. No way was he letting them go without gaining something first.
Ethanâs mouth almost curled up.
He looked at another guard of Timmy who was standing very close to Timmy. The man burst into a bloody mist. The blood fell on Timmyâs face and dress.
This time, Timmyâs heart turned cold.
He had thought the man in front of him was a powerful martial artist at most, but he was wrong. Totally wrong. This man belonged to the class his master came fromâthe cultivators.
He was finished. Completely screwed.
Ethan smiled. "Was that gift sincere enough? If you think thatâs not enough, I can always give you more, you know."
Timmy was trembling. He slurred slightly, trying to force a smile as he said, "Thatâs enough. We will be leaving. Thank you for the generous gift."
"You are welcome," Ethan replied with a smile.
Timmy left with his men.
Ethanâs mouth curled up. The real fun should begin tonight. But first, letâs merge with the clone and get the Sword of Infinity. He didnât want to take any risks.