Ethan Smith stepped closer to the First Elder, his voice cold, "Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"
Mr. Trivett was clearly somewhat terrified, closing his eyes, he said, "I... I don't know."
As Ethan Smith got closer to Mr. Trivett, sweat started to form on his forehead.
"You sure are honest." With that, Ethan couldn't help but chuckle bitterly.
He sat down beside Mr. Trivett, and the murderous spirit dissipated.
Mr. Trivett gasped for air, his face showing relief as if he had escaped disaster.
"You... won't kill me?" Mr. Trivett asked tentatively.
Ethan waved his hand, "I won't kill you, as long as you don't involve Simona in this."
With a slap on his chest, Mr. Trivett finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Leave Gowinston City early tomorrow." Ethan glanced at Mr. Trivett and then returned to his room.
The next morning.
After bidding farewell to Ethan, Mr. Trivett hurriedly left Gowinston City.
In the following days, Ethan waited quietly for the three days to pass.
