Chapter 245

Hearing what Ethan just said.

The master's once-commanding presence dissolved into sheer desperation. He fell to his knees, his hands trembling as he clasped them together in a plea.

"Please… please, Ethan. Spare us! I made a mistake—no, we all did. Just let us go. I swear we won't interfere with you again."

However Ethan's cold gaze bore into the man, unflinching and merciless.

His grip on the staff remained firm, the faint hum of its power still resonating in the air.

Slowly, he took a step forward, his voice cutting through the tense silence like a blade.

"I'm not your karma," Ethan said, his tone low but sharp, each word laced with a chilling finality.

"But mark my words—your time will come. Whether it's today or tomorrow, the price for everything you've done will catch up to you."