After speaking, Ethan extended his palm.
Jade bottles appeared one after another, hovering before everyone.
Each was filled with high-grade elixirs suitable for cultivation, healing, and recovery.
In addition, Ethan handed several bottles of green lemon tea to them as well.
"My name is Victor, the owner of the Blood Tavern. They call me the Blood Sword Supreme, yet before you that title is empty. Today, if not for you, we old men would have perished here."
"I owe you my life. If Brother Ethan requires anything, speak it. I will do everything in my power."
Victor cupped his hands sincerely.
"What is the Tavern Master saying? We are all of the Blood Tavern. Prosperity and ruin are shared. Your words are too serious." Ethan replied with a faint smile.
The situation was no longer what it once was.
Though Ethan remained at the peak of Upper Supreme, his combat strength already matched that of a Perfect Supreme. He had stepped into the ranks of true powerhouses.
