Chapitre 689: Chapter 689: Protector VS Martial Saint Weapon

Hearing this, Davy Barnett couldn't help but sneer, "Emerson Holmes, do you think I'm a fool? Would Ethan Smith dare to come to my Capital City Martial Arts Association?"

Emerson didn't want Ethan to come in the first place, so after hearing Davy's words, he immediately stood up and said, "Then just pretend I haven't said anything."

After saying these words, Emerson turned around and walked out.

Davy frowned and looked at his assistant, saying, "Go to the door and see if what Emerson said is true."

The assistant agreed and then walked out.

A few minutes later, the assistant returned, panting heavily, with a clear slap mark on his face.

"President Barnett, Ethan Smith... really is at the door! He said he wanted to talk to you! I... I've already led him to the meeting room." The assistant panted non-stop.

Hearing this, Davy Barnett suddenly stood up, a trace of shock flashing across his face.

"This Ethan Smith... is really unpredictable." Davy squinted his eyes and muttered.