Having no way to deal with Ethan Smith, the group could only coldly follow him.
If they let Ethan Smith escape, it would be a mistake not worth making.
Along the way, Ethan Smith walked with his hands tied behind his back, humming a tune and walking leisurely as if he didn't care about them at all.
His relaxed attitude infuriated the group even more.
"He's going to die soon, yet he's still so relaxed. I want to see how long he can remain so carefree," they sneered.
Ethan Smith scoffed and said, "Don't bother with me, better think about how Michael Wilson will save face after losing."
"Michael losing? But Michael's..."
"Enough, enough, no need to boast," Ethan Smith quickly interrupted them.
Although the group was angry, they couldn't do anything to Ethan Smith.
Soon, they arrived at the foot of Sky City.
Ethan Smith stood at the foot of the city tower and stopped.
"Move! What are you doing standing here?" the burly man scolded.