As soon Ethan drew closer and grabbed his hand,a disgusting feeling welled up in his heart.
It was for a brief moment that he managed to mask in an instant.
"Haha, those stories are exaggerated," Ethan said with a small laugh. "It's all just hard work and luck."
Mureno's smile deepened. "Hard work and luck, huh?" His eyes briefly flicked toward the children, and Ethan's grip tightened suddenly.
"Ouch!" Mureno flinched in pain.
"Sorry," Ethan said quickly. "I forgot to control my strength. I was practicing a technique recently."
"Haa, it's fine," Mureno said, pressing his lips together to hide the pain.
After a few more polite words, Mureno refused Ethan's offer for dinner. "Such fine meals are not suitable for servants of God. I will take my leave. Enjoy your celebration."
He bowed and left quietly.
Ethan watched him go. His smile faded, replaced by a cold expression. Slowly, he raised his hand and sniffed it.
