MTLNOVEL Chapter 214
At that moment the room fell into a deathly silence as the three men turned their cold, calculating eyes on Ethan. Their expressions darkened, their disbelief palpable. They couldn't believe Someone dared to stand in their way—a mere outsider defying their authority.
However the leader didn't say a word. His hand moved swiftly, unsheathing his katana in a blur of silver.
The blade sliced through the air with deadly precision, aimed directly at Ethan.
Immediately gasps erupted from the family, the sound of the sword cutting through the tension like a scream.
But what happened next stunned everyone.
With a fluid motion, Ethan raised his hand and caught the blade mid-swing.
At that moment the room froze, the sound of the clash ringing in their ears. His bare hand gripped the sharp edge, holding it firm. Blood didn't spill; instead, the room seemed to hold its breath as if time itself had stopped.
immediately the leader's eyes widened, the cold indifference on his face replaced with genuine shock.
"Impossible…" he muttered under his breath, his grip tightening on the handle.
Ethan's voice broke the silence, calm and unwavering.
"I said," he repeated, his eyes locked onto the man's, "you've already killed their son. What's the point of going after the family? Let it end here."
The katana trembled slightly in the leader's grasp, but Ethan didn't budge.
His words hung in the air, heavy with defiance and authority, leaving the room in stunned silence.
The sight of Ethan gripping the katana with his bare hand sent a ripple of shock through the room. Even the boy's family, who had been cowering moments earlier, stared at him in stunned silence.
Not knowing what to say.
The three men exchanged quick glances, without being told they could tell they weren't dealing with an ordinary person; they were dealing with a master.
The leader of the trio took a cautious step back, motioning for the others to do the same. His cold gaze never left Ethan as he lowered his katana. "You're no ordinary man," he said, his voice calm but laced with tension. "We underestimated you."
The second man stepped forward slightly, his expression wary but resolute. "Stay out of this," he warned, his tone sharp. "This matter doesn't concern you. Interfere, and you'll regret it."
The leader, regaining some of his composure, lifted his chin and spoke with authority.
"We are from the Shadow Serpent Clan," he said, his words carrying weight. "You may be skilled, but you can't face off against all three of us—and survive."
Immediately the other two nodded, their postures defensive but ready. The tension in the room thickened, the weight of their words hanging heavy in the air.
However Ethan didn't move, his hand still gripping the katana as his calm, piercing gaze bore into the three men.
"Shadow Serpent Clan?" he said, his tone calm but laced with indifference. "Never heard of it. All I know is this—you're not touching this family."
Upon hearing what Ethan just said.
The men's faces darkened, their composure slipping into anger. The leader tightened his grip on the sword, yanking it free from Ethan's grasp.
"You'll regret this," he hissed, motioning to the others.
Without hesitation, all three lunged at Ethan simultaneously, their movements precise and deadly.
Immediately the room erupted in gasps as the boy's family huddled together, trembling.
Ethan moved like a shadow, fluid and deliberate. He sidestepped the first attacker with ease, delivering a swift punch to his chest that sent him crashing into the wall. The second swung his blade, but Ethan caught his wrist mid-swing, twisting it until the man dropped the weapon with a yelp. A kick to his stomach sent him sprawling.
The leader came last, his attacks faster and more calculated.
However Ethan blocked each strike effortlessly, his movements a blend of precision and power. With one final move, he disarmed the leader and swept his legs out from under him, sending him to the ground with a heavy thud.
The three men groaned, defeated but alive. Ethan stepped back, his expression calm as he adjusted his sleeves. He didn't kill them—he didn't need to. The entire room had seen his dominance, and that was enough.
Upon seeing what just happened.
The silence in the room was deafening, everyone too stunned to speak. The boy's family, who had moments ago been trembling in fear, now rushed to Ethan. The mother fell to her knees, tears streaming down her face.
"Thank you," she cried, her voice choking with emotion. "Thank you for saving us." Enjoy new chapters from My Virtual Library Empire
The father and sister joined in, their words of gratitude overlapping.
"We owe you our lives," the father said, bowing deeply. "Thank you, Ethan. Truly."
However Ethan nodded slightly, his face calm as he surveyed the scene.
Their tearful gratitude filled the silence, but he raised a hand to stop them. "Whatever deal you have with Annabelle's family," he said firmly, his voice steady, "settle it. This ends here."
He turned to Annabelle, his expression softening slightly. "And you," he said, "start work at the hospital tomorrow."
Annabelle, still shaken by everything, nodded quickly, her tone filled with respect. "Yes, Ethan. I'll be there."
Without waiting for further acknowledgment, Ethan turned his attention to the three men lying battered on the ground. With effortless strength, he hoisted one over his shoulder and grabbed the remaining two by their collars with his right hand.
The boy's family and Annabelle's family starred in stunned silence as Ethan carried all three men out of the building as if they weighed nothing.
Outside, In a quiet corner Ethan dropped the three men onto the ground. They groaned weakly, starting to regain consciousness, but Ethan moved swiftly. With a single, precise motion, he struck each of them on the neck, rendering them unconscious again.
Moments later, they stirred awake, their eyes wide with terror as they realized they were still alive.
The leader tried to speak, but his voice cracked under the weight of his fear.
Ethan crouched down, his sharp gaze piercing into them.
"Take me to your boss."