Drexel's divine sense frantically surged into Ethan Smith's body.
Ethan closed his eyes slightly, feeling his divine sense sink into his own mind.
Soon, Drexel's figure appeared in his mind.
The little golden figure in Ethan's mind also slowly stood up.
He looked at Drexel in front of him and said, "Alright, from today on, you temporarily belong to me."
Drexel raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Belong to you? Kid, do you think too highly of yourself?"
Ethan frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
"What do I mean? Hahahaha!" Drexel couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Just based on you, you dare to dominate my divine sense! I've crossed more bridges than you've walked on roads!"
"A mere Half-step Martial Sage, daring to be so presumptuous in front of me, you're still too inexperienced!"
Ethan's face changed, and he hurriedly said, "But I have the silver hoop charm!"
"Silver hoop charm? What kind of bullshit is that?" Drexel sneered.