Ethan's heart skipped a beat when he saw the scene before him.
A line of soldiers stretched across the estate gates.
Their armors gleamed in the sunlight, and every single one of them stood tall with sharp eyes emitting calm yet crushing auras.
Ethan could tell at a glance that not one of them was weaker than an Intermediate Knight.
Behind them rolled in a grand carriage, whose wheels seemed to be plated in silver, and the curtains embroidered with fine golden thread.
It was the kind of carriage only someone of high noble blood could use.
The sight stirred Ethan's heart. He clenched his fists without realizing, and his body tensed.
"Father,is there trouble?"Miranda asked fearfully.
Ray looked at Ethan with solemn expression and asked,"Did you offend higher up…Is this the end."
Ethan's lips twitched for a moment.
"I haven't offended anyone..Why are you always thinking bad?As a kid you shouldn't just enjoy and play around."
