"Trap? What kind of trap?" Ethan Smith didn't pay much attention to it.
Sofia Carrillo was naturally a woman of few words, so she didn't say anything more.
The two sat there waiting for a long time.
It wasn't until noon that someone came in from outside.
The visitor was a young man, dressed extravagantly and with an extraordinary demeanor.
Behind him followed two men dressed as bodyguards.
Ethan Smith took a closer look and found that the two bodyguards were actually Grandmasters of the Third Rank.
"Even the bodyguards are Grandmasters of the Third Rank, must have a remarkable background," thought Ethan Smith to himself.
The young man strode up to Ethan Smith and sat down in front of him.
He looked Ethan up and down and asked, "You're the one who's going to treat me?"
Ethan nodded and replied, "Yes, what's bothering you?"
The young man stretched lazily and said, "Aren't you an alchemist? Can't you tell?"
Ethan frowned, displeased with the young man's attitude.
