Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1342

Chapter 1342: Chapter 1342: The Terrified Gowinston City Lord Chapter 1342: Chapter 1342: The Terrified Gowinston City Lord Meanwhile, Ethan Smith was riding on the Wind-chasing Stallion, heading towards the Freeman Family.

On the way, Ethan couldn't help but wonder to himself,

“Randall Freeman is quite different from the traditional wise master image; he's more of a roughneck.”

“No wonder the Freeman brothers are like that…” muttered Ethan Smith.

The brothers didn't seem to care much, it was obviously not their first time dealing with this.

“Damn, I don't know if we'll make it back in time.” Clay grumbled.

“What, do you have something to do when you get back?” Ethan asked, puzzled.

Clay glared at him. “Of course, it's the decennial flower appreciation convention. If we miss it, I swear, I'll flip!”

Ethan responded, slightly surprised, “I didn't expect you to be a man of culture.”

“Cultured my arse, he's just looking to score chicks.” Alfred chimed in.

Clay chuckled, “Women are also flowers, but they are more beautiful and seductive ones!”

Then, Clay leaned in to Ethan, speaking mysteriously: “Let me tell you, there are so many beauties at the flower show, each more tasteful than the last. I can't miss this chance!”

Ethan couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. He wasn't interested in chasing girls, he just wanted to recover his strength as soon as possible and head to the Central Province find Emily Taylor.

They flew for quite a while, and about three days later, they landed at a place called Grandeous City.

“See that? That grand mansion ahead is our Freeman estate!” Clay said eagerly.

Following his pointing finger, indeed, an enormous manor was in sight of the party.

This was the Holy Region, after all, plenty of open land. For mighty cultivators, claiming a piece of land was nothing.

“Come, let me show you around our estate!” Clay pulled Ethan along as they set foot in the manor.

As soon as they entered the estate, they were greeted by two maids.

“Young master, you're back.” The maids greeted the Freeman brothers.

“Hey, Belle, did you miss me?” a grinning Clay asked.

“Stop it!”

“Huh? Willa, you've gained some weight, your bum is bigger than before, but I like it!”

“That Ling'er, you seem to have filled out quite a bit.”

Along the way, almost all the maids they encountered were flirted with by Clay.

Ethan's cheeks turned red, wishing he could hide somewhere.

Only when he arrived at Freeman's did Ethan know that the Freeman line had been severed, the fathers of the Freeman brothers both died in battle a few years ago. The only ones in line of succession for the entire Freeman Family were these two.

This is why Randall Freeman indulged his grandsons so much, the only unfortunate thing is that they did not inherit his talent for cultivation, only inheriting his temperament.

There are hundreds of people in the Freeman Family, mostly maids, servants, and guards from the Freeman Family.

Of course, some young people who heard the news and wanted to follow Randall Freeman for cultivation were there too, but almost all have failed.

The reason was Randall Freeman's unpredictable temper and rigorous training, no one could stand it and left the Freeman Family.

After looking around, Ethan found that apart from Randall Freeman's training yard, the rest of the Freeman property was basically used for indulgence.

It's said that the Freeman Family hired more than a dozen chefs of different styles just for their meals and many wine brewers.

Not exaggerating to say, the Freeman Family seemed like a paradise on earth.

“No wonder you two looked down on the Imperial Palace of Gowinston City.” Ethan shook his head.

“Pah, his crappy palace is nothing, it clearly lacks taste!” Clay scoffed.

“Exactly! If I was to build it, I'd tear down that Great Hall first, look at those carved dragons and phoenixes, it's so vulgar! Too vulgar!” Alfred chimed in.

Ethan was left speechless for a while, he originally thought to visit the Freeman Family for some healing. Turns out, except for Randall Freeman, there was no one in the whole Freeman Family posing any signs of decency.

“Is Randall not at home?” Ethan asked.

Clay waved his hand dismissively, “We agreed, whoever comes back late in these few days has to treat the others to drinks and give the other a hundred and sixty thousand magic coins!”

“Heh heh, seems like we've won.” Alfred said, gleefully.

Ethan opened and then closed his mouth, speechless.

He had never seen such a way of companionship.

“Ethan, you should rest for today. In a day or two, we'll take you to the flower appreciation convention!” Clay said mysteriously.

Ethan nodded, “Alright.”

Gowinston City, the dwelling location of the Cloud Sect.

The City Lord was sitting in a room, his face filled with distress.

“We sent more than a hundred men to capture Ethan Smith, but he escaped.” The City Lord sighed.

The middle-aged man sitting across him scoffed, “That's your incompetence, more than a hundred men can't catch Ethan Smith?”

The City Lord glanced at him, bitterly smiling, “Catching him is not a problem, it's just that… Randall Freeman suddenly interfered, Edric, you have to put in a good word for me.”

The man known as Edric frowned upon hearing this.

“Randall Freeman? Why is that maniac meddling in this matter?” Edric frowned.

“Because of his grandsons.” the City Lord sighed.

Edric was silent for a long while before standing up, “This won't do, I must report this to the Sect Master immediately!”

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