According to Ethan Smith's calculations, a newly born mighty realm cultivator would not be able to unleash their full strength; otherwise, they wouldn't have left so many Exotic Flowers behind.
"Thankfully, this Jenson Harmon hasn't gone on a killing spree, or else... the consequences would be unimaginable." Ethan Smith couldn't help but feel a sense of lingering fear.
No one can stop a mighty realm cultivator's attack, even if they are newly born.
Ethan Smith looked towards Jenson Harmon's residence, a hint of fighting spirit hidden within his heart.
However, he didn't rush to take action but instead decided to rest and recover for a day.
He was indeed a bit tired from his recent seclusion.
He returned to his room and lay down on his bed, soon falling into a deep sleep.
The next morning.
Ethan Smith stretched lazily and strode out of his room.
Then, his eyes burst with a dazzling light, pointing directly at Jenson Harmon's room!
"Chila!"
