This crazy idea took root and sprouted in Ethan Smith's heart.
Only in this way could he secure his safety and maximize his benefits.
"If he doesn't mean any harm to me, then I am in the wrong." Ethan sighed slightly in his heart.
He didn't act hastily, but slowly refined the pills.
When night fell, Ethan stopped alchemy and sought a place to rest for a while.
"Why did you stop?" Dempsey Knox quickly questioned.
Ethan frowned and said, "Even capitalists need to give their workers some rest time. What, do you want me to refine pills non-stop for twenty-four hours?"
Dempsey Knox snorted lightly and said, "You are a Martial Saint, how can you get tired so easily?"
Ethan said somewhat displeased, "Don't you know that alchemy is an exhausting and laborious task?"
Dempsey Knox opened his mouth to speak.
At this moment, the voice of the mighty realm cultivator came from the valley.