Back home, Ethan did not go to sleep.

Because Marvin was still unwilling to give up and kept watching him outside Bolita Manor.

And Bob had rushed over overnight.

So Ethan simply had another drink with him.

"After the loss last time, the situation is going to be very unfavorable for them. This time, there definitely won't be as many people helping him. But he absolutely won't let the alcohol be brought to court again. Sir, for this, you might need the Chief Judge's help."

Bob drank his wine, contemplating the details of the upcoming confrontation with Marvin.

"Don't worry about that. We're not going to court, Bob, trust me." Ethan was confident and started talking about another issue, "Instead, you should be more focused on the land reclamation case. Quite a few people have asked for your help, right?"

"Yes, last night the sea flooded, it has already submerged residential areas, seawater has entered many homes, and some people were awakened in the middle of the night. They are planning to collectively sue City Hall." When Bob said this, he seemed somewhat invigorated.

Once upon a time, he was a shady lawyer dealing with unsavory matters for the Mafia, but now, he could take on cases against authorities.

This was enough to show that he was now a truly eminent lawyer.

"Don't miss this opportunity, Bob, this is your real stepping stone to becoming the top lawyer in Wenster," Ethan patted Bob's shoulder.

Bob nodded, drained his glass, and then curiously asked, "Sir, how exactly did you do it?"

This wasn't the first time someone had asked him that today.

So, what was the secret?

The answer was that tear.

Aphraela's tear, which was also the tear of Sea God Isis.

After obtaining that tear, Ethan had been researching how to use it.

Until he combined it with the crown of the King of the Beihai, temporarily granting him the ability to control the sea.

Saying control the sea might be an exaggeration, but he could maneuver a ship quickly across the sea and create towering waves within a certain range.

That's how he managed to travel between Wenster and Saint Kuanti overnight and submerge the newly extended lands and dikes established by the Steel Brotherhood with massive waves.

This was his secret.

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Early the next morning.

Marvin couldn't hold back anymore and again applied to the Judicial Hall for an arrest warrant, demanding Ethan's immediate arrest and trial.

He feared that if he delayed any longer, Ethan would become desperate and expose all the evidence of collusion between Albertine and the Sun God Sect. By then, the Prohibition Bureau would be entangled in its troubles, and bringing Ethan to justice would be challenging.

Yet, this concern did not materialize, as Ethan didn't seem intent on doing so.

However, the response from the Judicial Hall also infuriated him immensely.

Though they didn't outright reject his application, they did say something that drove him crazy.

"Director Marvin, you know that last time's incident not only affected your Prohibition Bureau but also implicated our Judicial Hall. Our annual review could be in jeopardy this year. Are you sure about this?"

Marvin suppressed his anger and finally said, "You can verify with our people first, there won't be any issues. But, I request, no, I insist that this time, the alcohol doesn't make it to the scene."

"Alright, but you also know that there are more pressing matters in the city right now. The situation is very complicated, and we might not have enough manpower. Your issue will have to wait a bit," the other party politely conveyed.

Marvin knew what the matter was; it was the land reclamation and sea flooding.

The whole of Wenster was already ablaze with it, making his breakthrough in a bootlegging case and plans to confront Ethan seem trivial.

He was very angry, extremely angry.

What was happening to the world?

Moreover, he strongly suspected that the sea flooding this time was also orchestrated by Ethan.

After all, Ethan was a staunch opponent of land reclamation.

However, when it happened, Ethan was in Saint Kuanti, which he could vouch for Ethan.

He just felt stifled and could only wait outside Bolita Manor.

By the time it was almost three in the afternoon, finally, people from the Judicial Hall gave him a response, saying they were sending someone over now and hoped he could assist them.

He didn't dare to leave, fearing that Ethan might do something unexpected, so he sent his most trusted subordinate.

He continued to keep watch.

Time ticked by second by second.

Just when Marvin was almost losing his patience and ready to storm in.

Ethan sent someone out.

"Director Marvin, our young master would like to invite you in for a chat and a cup of coffee. Would you honor us?"

The person who came was that girl named Anya, Ethan's personal assistant.

Marvin didn't understand Ethan's intention, and theoretically, he absolutely wouldn't go, but for some unknown reason, just today, inexplicably, he agreed.

In Ethan's reception room, Marvin looked at the back of the opponent he initially underestimated, but now found somewhat hard to contend with, feeling a bit dazed.

"Oh, Director Marvin, you're here. Please sit, have a cup of coffee. You haven't slept for almost two days, right? Must be exhausting?"

Ethan said as he pushed a cup of coffee toward him.

Marvin remained silent for a while and then sat opposite Ethan.

"Did you call me to beg for mercy?"

Marvin did not touch the coffee; he just wanted to hear what Ethan had to say.

If it was to beg for forgiveness, he would be happy to hear it and then mock him coldly.

He no longer cared about his fallback plan.

"You've got it wrong, Director Marvin, I just feel bad for you," Ethan took a sip of coffee and shook his head, "For someone as exceptional as you to end up like this, I find it really sad."

"Enough with your act," Marvin sneered, "If there's nothing else, I'm leaving."

"We may not necessarily be enemies, Marvin. Just like your subordinate Albertine once told me, your Prohibition Bureau isn't really looking to ban all alcohol. You just want balance. So, it's simple, Marvin, we also don't truly seek a Prohibition Bureau. We are very clear that it's the kingdom's rule, and following it is necessary, but under that rule, we could win together. We profit, you get promoted. Isn't that good?" Ethan smiled.

Marvin had already stood up.

"Dream on. This time, we die together."

Marvin walked out, and it was at this point that Ethan received a call.

Marvin heard, faintly from the conversation: "...it's all settled."

"Thank you." Ethan hung up the phone.

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