The next day, Ethan Smith didn't go out.
He sat in the hotel, slightly closing his eyes, sensing the cultivation skill in his mind.
Beyond realm, the cultivation skill was also an essential factor that determined one's strength.
A top-notch skill could even enable an ordinary person to fight across ranks.
There was a countless number of cultivation skills in Ethan Smith's inheritance; any one of them was enough to shock the world.
On the other side, Dorian Dawson was sulking at home.
Thinking of Ethan Smith's arrogance, he felt suffocated in his chest.
"Oh, come on, it's not a big deal. There's no need to get angry over it." A beautiful woman beside him whispered advice.
Dorian glanced at her and coldly scolded, "You don't understand! I'm someone with a reputation in Shiglance City, who wouldn't give me some respect?"
