Alexander appeared in front of Ethan, who was now acting as Sherlock and was trying to merge the martial spirit.
The old man directly attacked him without considering his life or death.
He needed that martial spirit. If Sherlock survived, then he would hand him over to Ethan. If not, then so be it.
Ethan cursed inside his mind. That old man attacked him ruthlessly. Though it didn't hurt him at all, still, he was a supreme powerhouse after all.
Ethan puked blood from his mouth and shouted, "Who are you? How dare you barge in here? My ancestor will definitely kill you. He is the vice president of the Martial Association."
Flawless acting as always.
Alexander snorted coldly,
"Your ancestor is dead, brat. You can only blame that old bastard for ruining your life."
Then he attacked him again and Ethan fainted.
"Looks like I'll have to hand you over after all. I don't know what kinds of torture you will go through after that."
