Frederick Cohen watched Dudley Lynch's departing figure and glanced at Ethan Smith. The aura around him began to slowly dissipate.
"Fine, I'll listen to you," Frederick Cohen snorted coldly.
Ethan Smith patted his shoulder and asked, "How did you end up here? Didn't Polly Reeves say you were taken away?"
Frederick Cohen nodded and said, "Yeah, I was almost captured, but fortunately, I woke up halfway and escaped."
"Ever since I escaped, the Capital City Martial Arts Association has sent several black and gold robes to hunt me down, so I haven't dared to show myself."
Ethan Smith frowned and said, "I didn't expect them to take action against you too."
Frederick Cohen waved his hand and said, "There are rumors that you were killed by the Immortal Slaying Sect. You..."
"I escaped by a fluke," Ethan Smith laughed.
