บท 494: Massacre!

Roars echoed throughout the Great Saint Sect!

As soon as they heard Ethan Smith's name, a large number of people rushed out!

Leading the charge was none other than Elder Foster!

In just one glance, at least dozens of people were blocking the entrance.

Most of them were Grandmasters, and there were only two half-step Martial Marquises: Elder Foster and another donkey-faced elder.

Such a grand and intimidating team should have horrified others, but at this moment, Ethan Smith didn't care at all.

Somehow, to Ethan Smith's eyes, the crowd of Great Saint Sect members looked like a bunch of insignificant ants.

"Ethan Smith, you dare come to the Great Saint Sect and make a scene?" Elder Foster raised an eyebrow, as if amused.

"Do you know that we've been looking for you?"

Ethan Smith didn't have the time for his nonsense. He coldly stared at Elder Foster and asked word by word, "Where is Lord Pavilion Master?"