Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1348

Chapter 1348: Chapter 1348: Becoming a Disciple_1 Chapter 1348: Chapter 1348: Becoming a Disciple_1 Ethan Smith was taken aback, as he found it hard to adjust to the sudden seriousness of Randall Freeman.

He coughed and said, “Senior, are you… serious?”

With his hands clasped behind his back, Randall Freeman replied solemnly, “I, Randall Freeman, never joke.”

Ethan Smith scratched his head, unsure how to respond.

Although Randall Freeman cursed a lot, he was rather emotional and shared some similarities with the Freeman brothers, Clay and Alfred.

Moreover, his cultivation level was among the best in the Southern Province, making him an excellent choice as a master.

Seeing Ethan Smith not responding, Randall Freeman thought he had doubts.

He explained, “You've seen our Freeman Family – only Clay and Alfred are left, but they have no interest in cultivating, don't have the talent, and their personalities are troublesome as you know.”

At this point, Ethan Smith seemed to understand.

“I'm still alive, so no one dares to offend them, but what happens after I die?” Randall Freeman said solemnly.

Smith laughed bitterly. “Senior, I might not sound nice, but your worries seem unnecessary.”

“With your strength and talent, your lifespan might be longer than Clay's and Alfred's…”

Considering their low levels, Clay and Alfred's lifespans were incomparable to the top expert, Randall Freeman.

With a sigh, Randall Freeman said, “Normally, indeed, but I feel like I'll die in battle someday.”

He continued, “Besides, the Freeman Family needs a successor, and I don't want it to end with my generation.”

“I've always hoped they could find a girl from a Great Family and have a talented offspring.”

Ethan Smith remained silent, finding this reasoning impeccable.

No one wants their family to decline, especially someone as powerful as Randall Freeman.

To reach his level requires more than mere effort, but also talent.

Many people remain stuck at a certain level their entire lives.

“Alright, I'm willing,” Ethan Smith agreed without further thought, as the benefits outweighed the drawbacks for him.

Moreover, he was happy to help the Freemans, so he had no reason to refuse.

Randall Freeman nodded, “Good, from today on, I'll teach you the unique techniques of the Freeman Family and pass on my Dharma Treasures.”

Ethan Smith forced a smile, “Senior Freeman, in my opinion, right now the most important thing is finding the Life Aura; otherwise, I won't be able to cultivate at all.”

Randall Freeman pondered for a moment before agreeing, “Alright, in a few days, I'll try to find it for you during the Myriad Sects Conference at Mount Grandeous.”

“Thank you, senior… no, Master!” Ethan Smith bowed repeatedly.

After their conversation, Randall Freeman didn't say much else.

He didn't have too many demands; a simple promise from Ethan Smith was enough.

Afterward, Clay and Alfred hurried over.

They pulled Ethan aside, whispering, “What did our grandpa say to you?”

Ethan laughed, “He wants me to be his disciple.”

Clay was startled and hurriedly asked, “Ethan, you didn't promise him, did you?”

“Yeah, I promised, so what?” Ethan Smith asked, puzzled.

Hearing this, Clay gave him a thumbs up.

“Brother, I admire you! You don't know how painful it is to be my grandpa's disciple; it's unbearable!” Clay lamented.

“Exactly, some came looking to be his disciples in the past but ended up running away,” Alfred chimed in, nodding.

Ethan Smith wasn't too worried about this issue, having experienced countless hardship and pain.

Besides, with his current inability to cultivate, even Randall Freeman had no solution for him.

All he could do was find the Life Aura as quickly as possible.

“Brother, take care!” Clay and Alfred looked at Ethan with sympathy.

Ethan Smith smiled silently, knowing that finding the Life Aura would be much easier with Randall Freeman's help.

On the other side,

Edric had returned to the Cloud Sect.

Kneeling before the First Elder, he recounted the events he had witnessed.

“Randall Freeman? Why would he meddle in this?” The First Elder asked with a frown.

With a bitter smile, Edric replied, “It's all because of his grandsons. I don't know what luck Ethan had to become friends with the Freeman brothers.”

First Elder's face was icy, and he remained silent for a while.

“Randall Freeman thinks too highly of himself.” The First Elder said darkly, “Giving him face doesn't mean our Cloud Sect fears him!”

Fervently, Edric agreed, “Exactly, no matter how strong he is, he's just one person! How can he compare to our Cloud Sect!”

First Elder coldly declared, “Ethan Smith killed Philbert Duncan; this grudge must be avenged! Even Randall Freeman can't stop our retribution!”

Hastily, Edric advised, “First Elder, you should report this to the sect master.”