The mysterious person looked at Forrest Middleton indifferently. Although his face was covered, one could still imagine the smug expression on his face.
Forrest's face was icy and frightening. He looked coldly at the mysterious person in front of him, saying, "This is not for me, but for Ethan Smith. Strictly speaking, I'm not exactly asking for your help."
At these words, the mysterious person was suddenly stunned.
He remained silent for a long time before snorting, "What is it? Speak."
Forrest immediately recounted the events to the mysterious person.
After listening, the mysterious person narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Damage to the primordial spirit? This is no small matter."
"If it were simple, I wouldn't have come to find you," Forrest said coldly.
The mysterious person pondered for a moment, then said, "Give me a few days."
"How long? Ethan Smith's body may not last much longer," Forrest frowned.