"We'll set off from here tomorrow. Don't worry, little brother, we can handle the Fourth-layer Purgatory with ease."
Seeing Ethan Smith nod, Dwight Cohen turned around and left with his team.
The next day, the group quietly left the city.
"Take this, little brother."
Mariam Mitchell handed over a green hat with a mischievous smile.
"Is this for concealing my qi?"
Ethan Smith furrowed his brows, dissatisfied with the color.
"Haha, just make do with it. In this Land of Chaos, you need to be careful if you want to survive. Most people choose to conceal their qi, and this way, no one would dare to attack."
Dwight Cohen laughed heartily.
Ethan Smith nodded, understanding that those with ill intentions would have to think twice before attacking.
In such a place, once you initiate a fight, it's a battle to the death.
Either your opponent dies, or you do.
Of course, there are some cultivators who do not cover their qi, boasting an unfathomable confidence in their abilities.
