At this moment, Frederick Cohen's body was radiating red light, and his terrifying battle intent was bone-chilling.
Williams Saintess, standing to the side, was somewhat surprised. She looked at Frederick Cohen and remarked, "A chaotic body? And a holy body? Interesting."
But Frederick Cohen wasn't paying attention to her words. He clenched his fists and glared at Nathan Taylor, who stood before him.
Nathan Taylor's chest heaved with anger. As a saint of the Taylor family, when had he ever been subjected to such treatment?
"Master Taylor, let's forget about this. Since the sanctum has already appeared, everyone has the right to enter, depending on their individual abilities," Williams Saintess intervened diplomatically.
Nathan clenched his teeth, gave Frederick a cold look, and said, "I'll remember you."
"And I'll remember you too," Frederick responded defiantly.
Ethan Smith patted Frederick on the shoulder, signaling him to leave for now.