Bab 407: I Don't Care Who He Is!

"Jordon Yoder?" Evelyn Norton seemed to have heard of the name.

She glanced at Ethan Smith and whispered, "Jordon Yoder is indeed the president of the River North Martial Arts Association, a high-ranking official."

Ethan Smith ignored what Evelyn Norton said and looked at the young man, saying coldly, "Get lost."

A hint of displeasure flashed across the young man's face. He pointed at Ethan Smith and shouted, "Kid, are you tired of living? Your girl wants to cuckold you, and I'm helping you out. You should thank me!"

Ethan Smith slowly got up.

"What, you want to fight?" the young man sneered.

"Let me warn you, I'm a grandmaster!" He radiated a faint aura from his body.

Ethan didn't say anything, but simply took a step forward.

A terrifying pressure was instantly unleashed!

"Bang!"

Under this immense pressure, the young man collapsed onto the ground, with a bloodied nose and bruised face!