Ken Middleton nonchalantly shook his head and said, "If I were afraid of him, I wouldn't have clashed with him in the first place."
Ethan Smith opened his mouth, wanting to persuade him further, but Ken waved his hand, saying, "Thank you for your concern, my friend. I have my own means of self-protection."
Immediately after, Ken left some money on the table and left the place.
After he left, Ethan couldn't help but clench his teeth.
Given the Wilson family's style, they would never let it go easily.
If they encountered Ken, they'd definitely take action. "No matter what, I can't let anything happen to Ken," Ethan silently vowed in his heart.
Thinking over and over again, an extremely bold idea suddenly appeared in Ethan's mind. That was to kill Elder Wilson! If he could slaughter him, there would be no risk at all!
"If I were to possess a Saint Weapon, perhaps I might have a chance at killing Elder Wilson," Ethan contemplated.