Ethan Smith, seeing the situation, had no choice but to follow the two men to the Imperial Palace.
Soon they arrived at the palace.
It had to be said that the palace of Gowinston City was truly magnificent, utterly grand.
Though Ethan had seen countless top-tier manors, he was still awestruck by the scene before him.
Within the entire palace, mist lingered, and white cranes flew by from time to time; it seemed as if they had stepped into paradise.
"What's so great about this place? It's far inferior to our Freeman Family!" Clay Freeman saw Ethan's astonishment and immediately boasted.
"Exactly, the hilltop I just purchased is way better than this place!" chimed in Alfred Freeman.
Listening to their words, the City Lord couldn't help but curse inwardly.
"Nothing but a couple of prodigals, if it weren't for your grandfather, you would have been slaughtered a thousand times over!" The City Lord restrained his anger, cursing crazily in his heart.