A circle of monstrosities surrounded Ethan and the two women.
Lana and Daphne instantly shifted into combat mode, their bodies tensed, ready to strike.
Ethan's lips twitched slightly, having forgotten about the Serpent Eye Cult.
"So, you finally came out?" the priest approached Ethan, the octopus on his neck flailing wildly.
"You really are patient, huh!" Ethan rolled his eyes, somewhat speechless.
The Serpent Eye Cult members were truly outrageous. Didn't they need to cultivate?
The priest's mouth curled up slightly, his face contorting in a horrifyingly grotesque manner: "To catch you, I'd be willing to wait a hundred years."
"What if I had died in the Santos Tower?"
The priest's breath hitched, then he said in frustrated anger, "That would have been even better."
Ethan shrugged nonchalantly. At that moment, King, who was tied up nearby, called out loudly, "Master, you finally came out."
