"Young master, you've returned."

In the end, it was Virel who first broke the silence.

If just a moment ago, he was still a fighting dog with its fangs bared, then at this moment, he had retracted his edge and turned back into a loyal old dog.

He leaned on his golden cane, his figure bent, and slowly stepped aside, leaving the stage for Ethan.

As for Ethan, he didn't look the least bit travel-worn. He wore a crisp and clean hunting outfit and walked slowly, as if he just went on a short afternoon excursion.

And not experiencing life and death in Saint Kuanti.

Now, the excursion was over, and upon returning home, he suddenly saw a stray dog barking wildly at the door and thought he should give it a good lesson.

He slowly walked to the central position, with Anya and Vincent standing to his left, and behind him was the entire Bolita Manor.

In an instant, the Bolita surname was presented before everyone in a tangible form.

"What, you don't want me to leave?"

Although Albertine's internal plans were disrupted once again by Ethan's return, the unease was spreading further, but he still put on a strong front without showing it.

Since Ethan had returned, he was determined to take Old Santi and Danny with him even more.

"You can leave, but not those two."

Ethan pointed at Albertine, then at Old Santi and Danny behind him, shaking his finger.

"Are you trying to obstruct a Prohibition Bureau operation?"

Albertine puffed up his chest, and the Prohibition Agent he brought also stepped up, shielding Old Santi and Danny.

In fact, at that moment, he instead hoped Ethan would shoot, that way, things would be back in his control.

Old Santi and Danny both breathed a sigh of relief; they were truly a bit scared, but now, Ethan couldn't possibly kill them right in front of the Prohibition Bureau.

"You're mistaken, Agent Albertine, I have always been a law-abiding citizen. I wouldn't do anything illegal. When I said they couldn't leave, could it be possible they suddenly killed each other and died here on the spot?"

"Is that possible?" Albertine was somewhat amused by his anger.

Old Santi and Danny were also baffled, how could they possibly…

"Not possible? Old Santi, don't you find Danny in front of you an eyesore? Don't you want to kill him? Danny, don't you feel old Santi has always wanted to kill you? You should fight back."

The next moment.

Old Santi truly felt filled with violent thoughts, he just wanted to kill Danny.

And Danny also wanted to fight back.

Unfortunately, at such a close distance, he didn't have time to react and was already choked by Old Santi.

"No fighting here!"

Albertine reacted at this point and immediately ordered.

But unfortunately, Old Santi had already broken Danny's neck.

Meanwhile, Ethan's words continued: "Dear comrades of the Prohibition Bureau, don't you find these two sewer rats in front of you despicable and hateful, unable to endure even a second more? Then kill them, let the flower of justice bloom on this land with bullets!"

"No firearms here!"

It was too late.

Bullets had already cascaded out from the barrels of every Prohibition Agent's gun like waterfalls.

Both Old Santi and Danny were filled with bullets.

Danny was naturally dead beyond doubt.

Old Santi also had only one breath left.

The two fell together in a pool of blood.

Only then did the Prohibition Agents come to their senses; they had no idea what they had just done, only that a voice kept telling them in their hearts: shoot, shoot, shoot!

Applause.

Sounded from Ethan's palms.

"How touching, it was so moving that it brings tears to one's eyes. This decisive act of emptying the magazine in the name of justice, I would call it the light of the Kingdom, but if a reporter asks, I would also raise some questions, like whether this appears to be excessive law enforcement, indiscriminate killing of civilians. Sorry, Agent Albertine, this point, I can't sugarcoat for you."

"Ethan, welcome home, see you next time."

Albertine said nothing more, he even took off his hat and made a slight bow, then left with his people.

Ethan continued to speak loudly: "Don't clean up the bodies just yet, get a reporter, make sure to photograph this well and let everyone see this calamity that befell our home."

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In the end, reporters were indeed sought out.

Ethan didn't mind causing some trouble for the Prohibition Bureau.

After all, they had already caused him immense trouble.

Sitting in the long-awaited living room, drinking red tea, Ethan finally heaved a comfortable sigh.

Those days of roughing it out in the open were indeed too tiring.

They took separate ways the day after resting one night in Saint Kuanti.

Huoyan continued back to his life as an inventor, but he had already promised Ethan that if he needed any alchemical-related help in the future, he could directly approach him.

This journey to Saint Kuanti did yield something; he had followed Ethan all the way and actually picked up quite a few useful alchemical materials.

Of course, the most important thing was that Ethan saved his life.

So in the future, other than materials, he wouldn't charge anything more.

Ethan, however, wanted to find an opportunity to recruit him, after all, his weapons factory still lacked a manager.

As for Shadow.

Ethan had already recruited him.

In any case, his jobs in Butan City were just nighttime security and occasionally moonlighting as a hitman which didn't necessarily pay the bills, so why not come help Ethan.

A shadow assassin is always invaluable.

It's just that he needed to return first to handle some personal matters and would come to Wenster a bit later.

As for Klei, naturally, he had already returned to report to Sandro.

Only...

The next meeting, who knows what the situation will be then.

After all, the situation in Wenster right now is quite delicate.

Old Santi's sudden insurrection disrupted the fragile balance that existed.

The Murich Clan is finished.

Now, with Old Santi dead.

The Corleone Clan also no longer has any reason to exist.

As for the Evans Clan…

George's life status is unknown.

Ethan already knew about him harming Vincent and Klei, so on their way back, they had been searching for George.

But they hadn't found him.

If he is also dead.

The final situation would become one between Sandro and Ethan.

The triangle is the most stable form.

Yet one mountain cannot house two tigers!

No matter how pleasant their previous cooperation had been.

The honeymoon period must be coming to an end.

This is beyond human control.

This is the trend of times.

Under great trends, no eggs remain unbroken.

"Let's take action directly, seize the territory first, we can't just sit and do nothing while others force their way in."

Ethan said to Virel, while he sat by the phone.

He was waiting for a call.

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