Chapter 43: Suspicion

"What exactly are you?!" Clow's voice rang out, filled with trembling and pain.

No one could imagine the agony he was experiencing at this moment.

His internal organs seemed to be in turmoil, every vein, every piece of flesh burning as if consumed by fire.

He gasped, cold sweat pouring from his forehead.

Cecil, on the side, seemed to not yet understand what was happening.

He hurriedly ran up to Clow, asking, "What's going on? Why are you like this?"

Pausing for a moment, he quickly turned to Ethan, shouting, "What have you done to my uncle?! Did you use some dirty trick?! I will never forgive you! Do you even know who my uncle is?!"

His voice was loud and booming, but when faced with Ethan's cold, unflinching gaze, it gradually softened, almost dwindling to silence at the end.

He quickly retreated a bit, but after a while, he hastily regained his courage.

He seemed to want to say something, but Clow's resounding voice interrupted, "Shut up!"

Hearing this, Cecil almost couldn't be