章節 827: Portrait of the Guardian

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Ethan Smith dragged Cedric Hodge towards the restroom.

Despite Cedric Hodge's desperate struggle, it was all in vain.

The crowd, finding it entertaining, wore teasing smiles on their faces.

Several minutes later.

From inside the restroom came the anguished wailing like a pig being slaughtered.

"Ethan Smith, I will kill you!!!" Cedric Hodge's furious roar echoed throughout the entire Capital City Martial Arts Association.

Ethan Smith dusted off his hands and headed straight for the exit.

"Mr. Smith, did you really make him eat shit?" Ricardo Bowman asked, somewhat confused.

Ethan Smith shrugged, "As a man, I must do what I say."

He continued walking to the exit.

By the door, he encountered a young man.

This young man was none other than Marc Fraley.

He looked at Ethan Smith coldly, with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, and said, "Ethan Smith, I'm here to issue you a final warning."