Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1303

Chapter 1303: Chapter 1303: The Second Young Master of the Freeman Family_1 Chapter 1303: Chapter 1303: The Second Young Master of the Freeman Family_1 Although the words were harsh, they were true.

Philbert Duncan was called Mr. Tenny, but he was not the sect master's offspring, and they were not even related by blood.

He was simply pampered by Cloud Sect as a babe because of his talent.

But this kind of relationship was far inferior to that of blood ties.

If Clay Freeman and Alfred Freeman were killed, Philbert's grandfather would risk his life to confront the Cloud Sect.

Philbert clenched his teeth, glaring at the Freeman brothers in front of him.

The two brothers, relying on their grandfather's backing, became even more wanton, constantly spouting vulgar language.

“Kid, what are you looking at? Look again, and I'll have my grandfather kill you!”

“That's right, the so-called number one genius, lost and then called for help. I don't think it's a big deal.”

The two continued to rant, and Philbert, who was already short-tempered, trembled with anger.

The scene looked a bit comical.

The City Lord, standing on the City Lord's Tower, sighed.

He did not want to intervene at all because he could not afford to offend either side.

The rules he set as the City Lord were only effective for the weak.

“Ethan Smith, you just wait…” Philbert said through clenched teeth.

Ethan knew he couldn't kill Philbert today, so he didn't waste any more words, saying coldly, “Philbert, I look forward to our next encounter. I hope you won't have others help you by then.”

Philbert wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and angrily glanced at his attendant, almost roaring, “Why are you still standing here? Go!”

“Yes, Mr. Duncan.” The mighty realm cultivator didn't dare to say more, grabbed Philbert, turned, and left.

He rode on the back of the enormous Demonic Beast and departed the scene.

Only after Philbert left did Ethan finally let out a sigh of relief.

“What are you still standing there for? Do you want me to have my grandfather beat you up?” Clay Freeman yelled at the nine mighty realm cultivators floating in the sky.

Of course, the nine cultivators couldn't afford to offend the Freeman brothers, so they turned and left without saying more.

Soon, the scene returned to calm.

Ethan turned towards the Freeman brothers and bowed, “Thank you both for your help.”

“Bah, it's nothing, we brothers hate those who bully others the most!” Clay Freeman patted his chest and said.

“That's right, if you really want to thank us, just accompany us for a good drink.” Alfred Freeman added.

Ethan couldn't help but smile wryly, then reluctantly laughed, “Of course, no problem. You two choose the place.”

“Well… let's go to Heros Bar. After all, we can be considered great heroes.” Clay Freeman suggested.

“Right, who else but us could deserve the title of hero!” Alfred Freeman agreed.

Ethan couldn't help but smile, and quickly said, “Fine, let's do as you say.”

Just then, a man dressed in golden silk robes appeared, walking on the Void.

He greeted them, “Please hold on, gentlemen.”

Clay Freeman glanced at the man and said, “Who are you? What do you want? Let me tell you, don't try to make connections with us!”

“Right, my grandfather told me that we should make friends wherever we go, but not indiscriminately.” Alfred Freeman nodded in agreement.

The man frowned slightly and said, “I am the Gowinston City Lord. I have long heard of your names, so why don't you come to my Imperial Palace? I have already ordered a banquet to be prepared.”

The City Lord was extremely bitter inside. He didn't want to deal with these two at all.

But the Freeman brothers were notoriously mischievous, relying on their powerful grandfathers to cause trouble wherever they went.

If something happened in Gowinston City, he would be held responsible, so he might as well invite them to the Imperial Palace.

“You've prepared a banquet? Well, we can go and take a look.” The Freeman brothers rubbed their chins.

“Please, gentlemen.” The City Lord bowed.

So they followed the City Lord towards the Imperial Palace.

However, just then, the City Lord's attendant stopped Ethan from following them.

“The City Lord invited the young masters of the Freeman Family, not you.” The attendant said coldly.

The City Lord remained silent, obviously agreeing with the attendant.

Ethan saw the situation and didn't say anything, just turning to leave.

But at that moment, Clay Freeman grabbed Ethan and glared at the City Lord.

“What do you mean?” Clay Freeman asked angrily.

The City Lord quickly explained, “Young Master Freeman, Ethan has offended the Cloud Sect. My Imperial Palace cannot accommodate him.”

“To hell with that, if you don't let him go, then we won't go either!” Clay Freeman yelled angrily.

“That's right, let's just go to Heros Bar. Tomorrow, I'll tell my grandfather that the City Lord kicked us out.” Alfred Freeman grumbled.

The City Lord couldn't help but curse inwardly.

If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have tried to intervene.

“Gentlemen, you go ahead, I won't come with you.” Ethan quickly said.

Clay Freeman stared and replied, “No way! Let's go to Heros Bar. Who cares about his broken Imperial Palace!”

“That's right, I'll take you to our Freeman Family later!” Alfred Freeman chimed in.

The City Lord had no choice but to bow again, “Please wait, gentlemen. Ethan can come with us as well.”

“That's more like it.” Clay Freeman snorted.

He pulled Ethan along and said, “Let's go, eat and drink well today. Someone else is treating, so don't waste it!”