Ethan Smith exuded a subtle oppressing aura.
The oppressive aura made the woman's face even more panicked.
But at this moment, she had no strength in her whole body and became weak like a fish waiting to be slaughtered.
"What... what do you want to do!" The woman said in terror.
Ethan Smith said with a nonchalant smile, "Don't worry, as long as you cooperate obediently, I guarantee I won't kill you."
"Cooperate?" The woman raised her eyebrows, sarcastically saying, "Men can be really shameless. They don't want it unless it's soft and tender?"
Ethan Smith sneered, "You're overthinking it. I just have some questions for you. Just be honest and lie down there."
The woman frowned, "What do you want to ask?"
Ethan Smith ignored her and slightly clenched his fists, feeling the abundant power in his body.
"Finally, I've reached the late-term Military Marquis." Ethan Smith sighed.
The gap between the two stages was indescribable.
