chapter 39 self-inflicted

Ethan Xiao folded his hands and put the long sword into the storage ring. The murderous intent no longer appeared on his face, and a gentle look appeared on his face, and he said with a smile: "Wait a moment, Mr. Wang, until I finish dealing with the matter here!" "please!" Wang Zhiyuan nodded, looking at Ethan Xiao's gaze with increasing appreciation. He treats his enemies as cold and ruthless as winter, but treats his friends as warm as spring. This is what a boy should...