In Ethan Smith's opinion, his advantage was merely the toughness of his chaotic body.
However, this statement sounded quite odd to the ears of the Williams Saintess.
She looked Ethan Smith up and down, gently chiding, "Don't talk nonsense."
Ethan Smith had not yet realized the problem. He looked down at his body and said, "Aside from this body, I don't seem to have anything that can help you."
The expression on the Williams Saintess's face became even more peculiar. She took a deep breath and said, "But didn't you claim to be a Master of the Divine Path? I may need your help in the future."
Ethan Smith was taken aback, then suddenly understood.
So that was her plan.
"Williams Saintess, I really want to help you, but unfortunately, I'm not really a Master of the Divine Path. It's all that man with the mustache told me," Ethan Smith lied.
Williams Saintess narrowed her eyes and asked, "Really?"
Ethan Smith opened his mouth but didn't know how to explain.