A sinister joy and icy cold look adorned Tyler Wright's face, it was starkly different from the gentlemanly demeanor he had put on earlier.
"As I expected." Ethan Smith's eyes narrowed slightly.
Just as Ethan suspected, Pierce Carroll was indeed someone invited by Tyler Wright.
"Ethan Smith, the exit of this Mystic Realm is already closed. Stay here and wait for your death!" Tyler Wright guffawed.
Ethan coldly replied, "Tyler Wright, the day I step into the Martial Saint realm will be the day of your Wright Family's demise."
"Heh, you won't have that chance." Tyler Wright threw down these words and walked away.
Ricardo Bowman stepped forward, "Mr. Smith, it's better not to provoke Tyler Wright here. If necessary, apologize to him, agree to whatever he asks for, and escape first."
Ethan slightly bowed to Ricardo, saying, "Thank you."
Having said that, Ethan found a place in the square and sat down.