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The next day, Ethan Smith didnât go out.
He sat in the hotel, slightly closing his eyes, sensing the cultivation skill in his mind.
Beyond realm, the cultivation skill was also an essential factor that determined oneâs strength.
A top-notch skill could even enable an ordinary person to fight across ranks.
There was a countless number of cultivation skills in Ethan Smithâs inheritance; any one of them was enough to shock the world.
On the other side, Dorian Dawson was sulking at home.
Thinking of Ethan Smithâs arrogance, he felt suffocated in his chest.
âOh, come on, itâs not a big deal. Thereâs no need to get angry over it.â A beautiful woman beside him whispered advice.
Dorian glanced at her and coldly scolded, âYou donât understand! Iâm someone with a reputation in Shiglance City, who wouldnât give me some respect?â
âHeâs just a country bumpkin from the countryside and dared to disrespect me, even using offensive words!â The angrier Dorian thought, the more agitated he became. He swung his arm and cleaned everything off the table.
Seeing this, the beautiful woman dared not say more and could only sigh softly.
Dorian sneered, âYoung people being arrogant is not a good thing. If I donât teach him a lesson, my name isnât Dorian Dawson!â
With that thought, Dorian told the beautiful woman, âGo and fetch me that treasured Ganoderma of mine.â
âWhat are you going to do?â The beautiful woman frowned slightly, seemingly worried.
Dorian impatiently said, âJust do as I say, no need to ask so many questions!â
The beautiful woman reluctantly went into the room and fetched the Ganoderma.
After taking the Ganoderma, Dorian turned to leave.
âDorian, just let it go. Donât push too hard on others.â The beautiful woman grabbed Dorianâs arm and whispered.
After throwing those words, Dorian turned and left.
Dorian might not be the most competent person, but he did have some skills in medicine. Over the years, he had established countless connections, especially with martial artists who owed him favors. So, Dorian had full confidence.
In a private manor.
This manor occupied a vast area and was undoubtedly owned by wealthy people.
At this time, Dorian was sitting upright and looking jovial in the manor.
âMr. Moore, you must help me with this matter.â Dorian asked politely.
The man called Mr. Moore was fiddling with a string of Buddhist beads. He sized up Dorian and said slowly, âYoung Dorian, I would like to help you, but I heard this Ethan Smith isnât easy to deal with. Even the Lane Family gave in.â
Dorian chuckled awkwardly, âIf it were simple, I wouldnât come looking for you. Besides, what can the Lane Family compare to when it comes to you?â
Mr. Moore smiled faintly, âYou donât have to flatter me. Iâm afraid I canât help you with this favor.â
Dorianâs face changed slightly. He gritted his teeth, pulled out the Ganoderma from his pocket.
âMr. Moore, havenât you always wanted this Ganoderma? If you help me, Iâll give it to you!â Dorian said with a pain in his heart.
Seeing the Ganoderma, Mr. Mooreâs eyes lit up instantly, and he stood up abruptly!
âAre you serious?â Mr. Moore stared at the Ganoderma intently.
Dorian gritted his teeth and said, âAbsolutely!â
Mr. Moore laughed out loud and said, âOkay, okay! What do you want me to
Dorian said sinisterly, âIf you can kill him, that would be great. If not, at least prevent him from participating in the Traditional Medicine Conference!â
After a whole day, Ethan Smith finally opened his eyes.
Elder Hansen stood nearby, not daring to speak much.
In the evening, Ethan opened his eyes and looked at Elder Hansen beside him.
âMr. Smith, youâre awake.â Elder Hansen handed Ethan a cup of hot tea.
After expressing his gratitude, Ethan Smith picked up the hot tea and took a sip.
âElder Hansen, do you know if there are any famous places in Shiglance City? Like an auction or a place similar to River Cityâs herb street?â Ethan asked.
Elder Hansen thought for a moment, then replied, âYes, is Mr. Smith interested?â
Ethan nodded, âIndeed.â
As the capital of Chuzzle, the resources here far exceeded those of River City, and Ethan wouldnât miss such an opportunity.
So, Elder Hansen and Ethan left the hotel and took a taxi to a place called Cloud Street.
On the way, Elder Hansen explained to Ethan, âCloud Street is a gathering place for all sorts of knick-knacks, not only medicinal herbs but also antique calligraphy and other weird and wonderful things.â
Ethan nodded slightly, as this seemed very common for big cities.
Soon, the two arrived at Cloud Street.
Looking around, Cloud Street was crowded with people, mostly young ones.
These young people came with different purposes than Ethan; most were couples who came to take photos and enjoy the bustling atmosphere.
Ethan tried to relax his breath and sense his surroundings.
Unfortunately, there were very few martial artists here, which made Ethan feel somewhat disappointed.
Because this indicated that the herbs on Cloud Street might be ordinary, otherwise it would definitely attract a large number of martial artists or alchemists.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âLetâs go and take a look around,â Ethan gestured.
Then, Ethan and Elder Hansen entered Cloud Street.
Surrounding Cloud Street were small stalls, selling all kinds of weird and wonderful items, just as Elder Hansen had described.
Ethan and Elder Hansen checked a few herbal stalls but didnât find any herbs worth buying.
âIt seems like this place isnât good enough,â Ethan frowned.
âInstead of a herb street, itâs more like a tourist attraction,â Ethan looked around and muttered softly.
Elder Hansen bitterly smiled, âIâm so sorry, but as far as I know about
Shiglance City, I only know about Cloud Street.â
As they were talking, Ethan spotted a familiar face.
It was none other than Benjamin Hillâs friend, Ashton Nicholson.
As soon as Ethan saw Ashton, Ashton also noticed Ethanâs gaze.
He slightly furrowed his brows, his face seeming a bit conflicted.
After a brief moment, Ashton walked towards Ethan on his own initiative.
This surprised Ethan, and he turned to Elder Hansen, saying, âElder Hansen, stand a little closer to me.â
Elder Hansen was taken aback, but he obediently stood next to Ethan without question.
Soon, Ashton Nicholson was right in front of Ethan.
The two faced each other awkwardly for a moment.
âWhat, you want to take revenge for Benjamin Hill?â Ethanâs aura soared to its peak in an instant.
Feeling the surge of Ethanâs power, Ashtonâs heart skipped a beat!
He could clearly sense that Ethan had become even stronger than when he was in South City!
Ashton took a deep breath and said with a bow, âMr. Smith, please donât misunderstand. I just wanted to greet you.â
âOh?â Ethan raised his eyebrows and scoffed, âSo, you donât want to avenge Benjamin Hill anymore?â
Ashton forced a smile, âMr. Smith, you must be joking. The Hill family is already a thing of the past. Whatâs the point of avenging them?â
âFurthermore, Mr. Smith has a bright future ahead of him, and as long as one is not foolish, they would know who to choose.â
Ashton was honest; indeed, it was not a wise choice to provoke Ethan for someone who had no value left.
âSo whatâs the reason you came to me?â Ethan asked with a faint smile.
Ashton replied, âI just want to be friends with Mr. Smith..â