Ethan gave a small nod.
"General Rozer, let's have a chat," he said slowly. His gaze shifted toward the stunned figures standing nearby, lingering for a brief moment before moving on.
"Max, it is up to you whether you take the medicine or not," he added in a calm tone.
Max stood there, still processing everything. His fingers trembled slightly as he looked at the vial in his hand.
Ethan did not wait for a response. He reached into his storage and took out a folded paper.
"Erina, from now on, you should practice this breathing technique. I created it specifically for you."
He handed the paper over.
Erina accepted it almost mechanically. Her mind had not caught up yet. A custom cultivation technique? Created personally? What was going on?
Her grip tightened around the paper.
Rozer swallowed hard.
