Seeing the elderly man, Holy Lord Wilson just laughed and said, "A mere junior, not worth mentioning."
"Does that mean you plan to let him go?" someone asked.
Holy Lord Wilson did not answer the question, but instead looked in Ethan Smith's direction.
His eyes carried a hint of coldness, indicating his stance.
But now, Holy Lord Wilson did not show any intention of taking action, just casting a casual glance.
Ethan Smith naturally felt this chill. He took a deep breath, his expression slightly tense.
Although this was just an avatar, it would not matter if it were lost, Ethan Smith was determined not to "die" so soon here.
The purpose of this trip was to listen to the opinions of the Monohorse Hall on the Chaos Grave, in case he died here, it would be a total loss.
Luckily, Holy Lord Wilson did not pay attention to Ethan Smith. He sat with a few others, seemingly discussing something.