"The commander-in-chief doesn't need to worry about whether I can enter or not."
Ethan's voice was calm, steady, without the slightest ripple of emotion.
Tyler stared at him for a long moment, then suddenly laughed.
"Haha, very good," he said coldly.
"Then I look forward to seeing you in the Training Trial Secret Realm."
He leaned slightly forward, his gaze sharp as a blade.
"I hope you can come out alive… and still have the chance to see me again."
He bit down hard on the final words, the threat undisguised.
With that, Tyler turned without another glance, gathered his people, and vanished into the air in a flash of distorted space.
Ethan lifted his head and looked in the direction Tyler had left.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
Then he smiled.
He did not care about Tyler's warning.
As long as Valerius—the chief palace master of the Palace of the Four Cycles—did not personally intervene, no one in Blue-Wave City could truly threaten him.
And even if Valerius took action…
