After saying that, Frederick Cohen burst into tears, his face full of pain and sobs unstoppable.
Ethan Smith furrowed his brows, and gently patted Frederick's shoulder. "Who is it?" he asked.
Frederick sobbed, "Do you still remember Ricardo Bowman?"
"Ricardo Bowman?" Ethan was taken aback, recalling the elegantly dressed young man from the aristocratic family of the Capital City.
Though renowned in Capital City, Ricardo was honest and treated people courteously, never making enemies.
Back then, Ricardo and Darnell Bradley were a famous duo in Capital City, and had helped Ethan quite a bit.
"So it's him?" Ethan was momentarily at a loss for words.
"Yes, it's Ricardo Bowman." Frederick's tears flowed even more fiercely.
The iron-willed man was now crying like a child.
"I couldn't protect him, I wasn't strong enough to save him, and he offended an aristocratic family in the Crimson Moon Continent. But I'm no match for them..." Frederick spoke, his voice trembling.