The phantom figure slowly turned around.
His pupils were incredibly deep, and his face was filled with a touch of coldness.
With chiseled features, resolute contours, and masculine visage, he calmly gazed at Ethan Smith.
Ethan quickly stood up, reaching out to embrace him, but his hands passed through the figure.
"Father, Father!" Ethan yelled desperately.
"Where are you? Where have you been and why have you never come to see me?" Ethan shouted madly.
But the figure remained silent, still gazing at Ethan.
All the grievances in Ethan's heart erupted at this moment.
"Why didn't you ever come to see me when I was growing up? You have the power to reach the heavens, yet you abandoned me! Do you know how much I have suffered over the years!" Ethan roared.
"I've been bullied, humiliated, looked down upon, driven out of my family, and..."
Although Ethan wanted to save face in front of his father, tears welled up in his eyes.
