Just moments ago, the once boastful Nigel Reyes had inexplicably turned into a lifeless corpse within the blink of an eye!
He lay motionless on the ground, the rainwater around him stained red with his fresh blood.
No trace of emotion could be seen on the aged face of Jackson Harris.
Rainwater coursed down his rugged cheeks. He turned around and started walking towards Ethan Smith.
"Senior Jackson..." Ethan struggled to utter these words.
Jackson Harris nodded slightly, bent over, and softly said, "Let me take you home."
"No..." Ethan refused his goodwill.
He gritted his teeth and said, "This is a rare opportunity, I absolutely can't miss out..."
Jackson frowned, "In your current condition, can you even stand up?"
Jackson knew well the side effects of this technique. Once used, it was impossible to stand up for half a month.
But Ethan stayed silent, gritting his teeth in determination and managed to stand up from the ground.
