“Father is here.” Ethan said: “Since you’re so understanding, I’ll spare your life.”
“Thank you, Grandmaster Wang.” Sky knelt down and respectfully kowtowed.
“What did you just call me?” Ethan’s gaze was cold, his expression dark, killing intent rising.
Sky shouted loudly: “Thank you, Father.”
“Now that’s more like it.” Ethan smiled.
Ethan returned to his seat, took a sip of tea, pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a drag: “Camden, come here and have some tea.”
Camden trembled, and he hesitantly stepped forward to Ethan.
“Here, have some tea.” Ethan poured Camden a cup of tea and pushed it towards him
Camden wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and reluctantly took a sip of tea.
Ethan extended his hand: “Hand it over."
Camden looked confused: “Hand wh
