"Brother, I've warned you before—not to run off, but you never listen."
John Chou turned his head to me and spoke, his face expressionless as he stared at Redmane.
"Redmane, if you want to go after that little girl, that's none of my business. But Ethan Zhang—he's mine. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Hahahahaha..."
Redmane burst out laughing, wild and arrogant.
"What now? John Chou, you're still suppressed by the Sanzu Force. I doubt you've recovered even thirty percent of your power, but me—I'm different."
Suddenly, a violent wind swept through the area, chilling the air. Redmane slowly floated to the front of the company's main building. Behind him, a massive green vortex spun slowly.
Gradually, I saw something inside—a pavilion, towers, an ancient city appearing within the vortex. There even seemed to be people moving about inside.
Then, a wave of piercing, mournful wails erupted. My head felt like it was about to explode.
Streams of green light shot out from within, transforming into flames that burned in clusters behind Redmane.