Ethan looked at Cassian, who was shouting like a dog.
All his thirty avatars vanished and directly surrounded Cassian from every side.
Cassian fell to the ground on his butt when the thirty harbingers of doom stared at him like death itself. Those eyes were so calm, totally different from before the battle. His face was calm then, but not those eyes. Those eyes sent a chill down his back.
Cassian slurred, "What do you want? Do you want to start a racial war by killing me?"
Ethan also knew this. If he killed him, that Galactic Realm cultivator might lose his mind and directly attack him. Though that would not do anything to him, it would bring humiliation to his reputation.
So he decided not to kill Cassian.
Ethan waved his hand in a grabbing motion, and Cassian immediately floated up as if he had no control over his body. Ethan caught him by the neck.
Then bam. Boom.
Slap after slap. He wanted to humiliate him in front of everyone.
