Ethan Smith's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he sneered, "You came quite quickly."
"Mr. Smith, please come with me," the follower said.
Ethan Smith nodded, following the man to the Great Hall.
Upon arriving at the Great Hall, tables had been set up on one side, and two Semi-Saints of the Wilson family were seated there.
The two, young and old, were both very powerful.
Seeing Ethan Smith approach, the two men stood up at once.
"Please, don't be hasty," the Prince said hastily.
The men snorted coldly and sat back down.
Ethan Smith sat directly opposite them and asked with a faint smile, "What brings you two to me?"
"Don't pretend to be confused; do you think hiding here will save you?" one of the Semi-Saints coldly replied.
Ethan Smith laughed, "I haven't pretended to be confused for a long time, but I really don't understand what you're alluding to."