Seeing that Ethan Smith remained silent, Marc Fraley didn't continue asking questions.
He sighed, "I really want to see who among you two chaotic bodies will achieve higher in the future."
Hearing this, Ethan couldn't help but mock himself, "How can I be compared to the Younger Holy Lord Wilson? You're really overestimating me."
"Really?" Marc raised an eyebrow, then said, "Back on Earth, our Fraley family wasn't something you could provoke either. But in the end, what happened? We were destroyed at your hands after painstakingly building our family for many years."
Ethan stayed silent, as he couldn't figure out Marc's intentions and naturally didn't dare say more. The more he said, the more likely he was to make a mistake.
Marc chuckled, "That's all in the past. I have long stopped caring about it. So, what are your plans?"
"Nothing, I'll just take it one step at a time." Ethan replied casually.
"How about this? Stay in Serene South City." Marc suggested with a smile.