Ythran stared at Ethan Smith, seemingly trying to unravel some secret from him.
Besides the constant glances from his younger brother, Ythran felt there was something peculiar about Ethan Smith.
Ever since Weston spoke, Ythran had been observing Ethan Smith.
This person was too calm, to an extreme that seemed unreasonable.
An ordinary person would probably try to defend themselves in such a situation, but Ethan Smith seemed like a bystander; this either meant he was a fool...
Or he had some trump card, and even if he guessed wrong, at most, he'd waste a True Spirit parasite.
Though these parasites were extremely precious, Order's Guardians could afford to use them.
Weston's face looked quite unpleasant as he stood once more in front of Ethan Smith.
"Ythran, I swear by my Taoist heart, if he has nothing to do with this matter, let Ethan Smith go, even if testing is necessary, use the Soul Source Stone; why use a True Spirit parasite?"
His eyes had a hint of crimson.
