Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1769

Chapter 1769: Chapter 1769: Immortal Spirit Chapter 1769: Chapter 1769: Immortal Spirit Ethan Smith suddenly felt a headache coming on.

The entertaining place these two guys were talking about turned out to be this kind of situation.

“Come have some fun, sir~” Sultry voices floated down, making Ethan blush and feel embarrassed.

Seeing Ethan's reaction, Clay Freeman couldn't help sneering, “You're not still a virgin, are you?”

Ethan gave Clay a glare and said, “Alright, you go have fun. I'm heading back.”

“Oh, come on, you're already here. Just go in,” Clay urged as he pulled Ethan inside.

Ethan wanted to resist, but his body was too weak at the moment to break free, so he reluctantly followed them in.

As soon as they entered, the Boss Lady scurried over.

“Oh my, if it isn't the young master of the Freeman Family! You haven't been here in a while,” the Boss Lady cooed as she clung to Clay's arm.

“We've been busy resisting the North Plain and fighting with Denton Horton lately, no time to come here,” Clay shamelessly replied.

Though the Boss Lady knew he was bragging, she didn't expose him and just grinned, “The girls have missed you terribly!”

With that, she yelled to the girls upstairs, “Ladies, the Freeman brothers are here!”

As her words echoed, many girls gathered at the railing on the second floor.

With their beauty on display, they flirtatiously cast seductive glances at the Freeman brothers.

“Young Master Freeman, why haven't you visited us in so long? We've missed you so much.”

“Yeah, without your company, we've been feeling so lonely.”

“You must let me accompany you tonight! No one else better try to take you from me!”

Seeing these girls' eagerness, Clay nudged Ethan a few times with his elbow, proudly saying, “See? That's my charm.”

Ethan felt an unbearable headache, especially since he was already feeling unwell. At this moment, it was even more difficult to endure.

“This young master looks somewhat unfamiliar. I don't think I've seen you before,” the Boss Lady remarked, as she looked at Ethan.

Before Ethan could speak, Clay proudly said, “This is my brother, Ethan Smith. He's the great hero of our Southern Province!”

“Ethan Smith? You're THE Ethan Smith?” The usually flirtatious Boss Lady was momentarily filled with admiration.

“Mr. Smith's heroic acts are well-known to all of us. All of your expenses today will be on my tab,” the Boss Lady said as she bowed slightly to Ethan.

The girls upstairs were even more excited, exclaiming, “Mr. Smith, I'm willing to accompany you for free!”

“Mr. Smith, choose me!”

“Mr. Smith, we are all willing!”

These girls all hurried down from the second floor, surrounding Ethan right in the center.

Clay and Alfred Freeman's expressions soured immediately.

Watching Ethan being showered with attention, Clay muttered under his breath, “Damn it, he stole the limelight again in my territory.”

Alfred agreed, “Exactly. We're not bringing him next time.”

Unable to withstand the girls' enthusiasm, Ethan reluctantly picked one girl and headed upstairs.

As soon as they entered the room, the girl began undressing.

Ethan frowned slightly and waved her off, “I don't need company. You can just sit there. I'll be leaving shortly.”

The girl hesitated, then whispered, “Mr. Smith, are you not satisfied with me? I… I can switch with someone else for you.”

Ethan quickly waved it off, “It's not your fault. It's my issue.”

Lowering her gaze to a certain part of Ethan's body, the girl exclaimed with surprise, “Mr. Smith, you… I have an ancestral prescription at home. I'll look for it later.”

Ethan's headache intensified, and he waved her off again, “I just need to rest for a bit, don't overthink it.”

Ethan then closed his eyes slightly.

He was using his consciousness to actively feel the pain.

When all his focus was on the pain itself, it suddenly intensified.

Sweat beaded on Ethan's forehead, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The girl didn't understand why but quickly fetched some hot water and gently wiped the cold sweat from Ethan's forehead.

Ethan endured the pain, trying to regulate his Qi, but it was disordered, and his spiritual power within his body was like a headless fly, chaotically dashing around.

The two types of pain erupted simultaneously, causing Ethan's vision to black out as he collapsed onto the bed.

“Mr. Smith, are you… are you alright?” The girl hurried over to help Ethan up.

Ethan frowned and shook his head, saying, “I'm fine.”

At this moment, Ethan was extremely angry at the state of his body, which was like that of a useless person.

With a sigh, the troubled expression on his face didn't fade in the slightest.

“Mr. Smith, if you have any worries, you can talk to me about them,” the girl cautiously said as she stood by his side.

Ethan gave her a glance and forced a smile, “I'm fine.”

“Mr. Smith, is it because you dislike me…” The girl looked somewhat sad.

Ethan revealed his physical condition to her, as she seemed persistent.

After hearing Ethan's words, she furrowed her brows.

“Injured primordial spirit?” the girl whispered. She sat there in silence for a while, and then, getting up, she said, “Mr. Smith, please wait for a moment. I'll be right back.”

Leaving behind those words, the girl quickly walked out of the room.

Ethan didn't give it much thought, as he closed his eyes again to feel the pain.

Time passed by, and in the blink of an eye, over two hours had gone by.

Having calculated the time he'd spent, Ethan felt it was about time to leave.

As he stepped out of the room, Clay and Alfred Freeman were already waiting for him downstairs.

Seeing Ethan emerge, they both grinned, “Wow, we never expected you to last so long! No wonder the girls all like you.”

Ethan glared at them and said, “Quit the nonsense. Let's get out of here. I can't bear to be here any longer.”

Leaving the brothel, the three friends planned to return to Grandeous Mountain.

However, they had not been walking for long when they heard footsteps behind them.

“Mr. Smith, please wait a moment!”

Turning around, Ethan saw that it was the girl from the brothel, accompanied by another young girl.

“Wow, she even chased you out. Impressive,” Clay murmured, stroking his chin.

“Seriously impressive!” Alfred chimed in with a straight face.

Ethan didn't feel like entertaining the duo and asked the girl, “Is there something else you need?”