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Emily Taylorâs words caught Ethan Smith off guard.
Duane Taylor felt even more awkward, saying, âEmily, I havenât finished performing my actâ¦â
âPerform? If you donât stop, Iâll get angry.â Emily Taylorâs brow furrowed as she pretended to be angry.
Duane Taylor could only smile wryly. He waved his hand and the surrounding atmosphere disappeared instantly.
Ethan Smithâs body returned to normal in an instant.
âWhatâ¦whatâs going on?â Ethan Smith was somewhat at a loss.
Duane Taylor forced a smile, âIf I donât stop, my granddaughter will probably rip my beard off.â
Ethan Smith scratched his head, looking extremely puzzled.
What exactly was happening? Why did Mike Taylor seem like a completely different person in the blink of an eye?
âMy grandfather just wanted to test you, â Emily Taylor laughed.
Duane Taylor said with a faint smile, âYou performed well. You didnât disappoint me. â
Ethan Smith couldnât help but chuckle, scratching his head and saving,
âHonestly, I was really scared just nowâ¦â
âYouâve done great already.â Emily Taylor patted Ethan Smithâs head gently.
âAlright, if thereâs nothing else, come accompany me in a game of chess,â Duane Taylor said with a grin.
At this moment, Duane Taylor seemed to have transformed from a high-and-mighty lord to a gentle old man.
âAh, okay.â Ethan Smith hastily agreed.
âYou two play chess, and Iâll go help in the kitchen,â Emily Taylor said. Ethan Smith couldnât help but express his surprise, âYouâ¦are going to cook?â
âEver since she returned from River City, sheâs been working hard on her cooking skills,â Duane Taylor chuckled.
Emily Taylor blushed, âDonât talk nonsense!â
After saying those words, Emily Taylor quickly walked away.
Ethan Smith immediately set up the chessboard and started playing with Mike Taylor.
They say chess reflects life, and itâs undeniable that Mike Taylorâs overall perspective was extraordinary.
In almost every game, Ethan Smith lost miserably and often didnât know where to place his pieces.
After three rounds, Ethan Smith hadnât won a single game.
âHahaha!â Mike Taylor couldnât help but burst into laughter.
He said somewhat smugly, âEthan Smith, your chess skills are lacking. Youâre no match for me.â
Seeing Mike Taylorâs ridiculous expression, Ethan Smith couldnât help but smile wryly.
He even began to doubt if the legends about Mike Taylor in Capital City were true or not.
âCough, cough!â
At that moment, Mike Taylor suddenly began to cough violently.
A few drops of blood appeared in his palm after the coughing fit.
Ethan Smithâs face instantly changed, and he hurriedly asked, âMike Taylor, are you alright?â
Mike Taylor waved his hand and said, âWhat could happen to me? Itâs normal to have some minor illnesses when youâre old.â
Minor illness?
Ethan Smith wasnât so optimistic. He couldnât help but think of what Dexter Blair had told him.
He then activated his medical skills and looked at Mike Taylor.
As expected, a faint dark energy lingered at Mike Taylorâs brow.
Although the dark energy was subtle, it undoubtedly carried the aura of death.
Mike Taylor, havenât you checked it at the hospital?â Ethan Smith asked with a hint of worry in his voice.
Mike Taylor waved his hand, âI told you, Iâm fine.â
As Mike Taylor said this nonchalantly, Ethan Smith became more distressed.
He hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, âMike Taylor, thereâs something Iâm unsure of whether to say or not.â
Mike Taylor waved his hand, indicating he didnât mind.
Ethan Smith said solemnly, âMike Taylor, you should get checked at the hospital. Dexter Blair once told me, he saidâ¦â
âWhat did he say?â Mike Taylor asked with a smile.
Ethan Smith didnât know how to start and stood there looking helpless.
âHe said I have less than a year to live, right?â Mike Taylor said with a faint smile.
Ethan Smith was taken aback and forced a smile, âYou knew?â
Mike Taylor put down the chess piece in his hand, speaking slowly, âHe knows,
so how could I not know the condition of my own body.â
âThenâ¦why havenât you thought of any solutions? Like the Divine Alchemist Pavilion, orâ¦â
Mike Taylor waved his hand, interrupting Ethan Smithâs words.
Showing a hint of pride, he said, âSome things canât be controlled, like life and death. â
Ethan Smithâs face looked a bit gloomy, and he couldnât understand.
Why didnât Mike Taylor go to the Divine Alchemist Pavilion, which claims to cure any disease?
Or perhaps, Ethan Smith could also attempt to treat Mike Taylorâs illness himself.
âLetâs not talk about this anymore. Letâs change the subject,â Mike Taylor said.
Ethan Smith couldnât let it go, so he tenta tively asked, âDoes Emily know about this?â
Mike Taylor shook his head and sighed, âFor now, itâs best not to let her know.â
Hearing these words, Ethan Smith couldnât help but feel heartache.
Mike Taylor truly loved Emily Taylor.
Ethan Smith couldnât imagine how much pain Emily Taylor would be in if she found out about this.
âSir, itâs time for dinner,â a servant said, walking up to them.
Mike Taylor laughed heartily, âEthan Smith, letâs go. Accompany me in a drink tonight.â
Ethan Smith nodded with a heavy heart and followed behind Mike Taylor as they walked downstairs.
It was only five in the afternoon, and the Taylor brothers hadnât returned yet.
The table was filled with an array of luxurious dishes, their extravagance beyond imagination.
Soon, Emily Taylor came up with a dish in her hands.
This dish was obviously the result of meticulous research and, although made from simple ingredients, it was beautifully presented.
Emily Taylor placed the dish in front of Ethan Smith, her voice full of expectation, âHurry and taste it, I made it myself!â
âThis dish is made especially for you,â Mike Taylor teased on the side.
âGrandpa!â Emily Taylor looked a bit annoyed.
Mike Taylor smiled wryly, âAlright, alright. I wonât say anything more.â
Ethan Smith picked up his chopsticks, took a bite, and placed it in his mouth.
âHow is it?â Emily Taylor asked expectantly.
Ethan Smith praised, âDelicious! Itâs extremely delicious!â
âReally?!â Emily Taylor was so excited that she almost jumped up!
âReally!â Ethan Smith picked up his chopsticks and began eating like a pig, shoveling the food into his mouth.
This made Emily Taylor quite satisfied, and she whispered, âIâll make something else for you in the future.â
As they enjoyed the warm scene, a middle-aged man walked in from outside.
When Emily Taylor saw the man, she stood up and called out, âUncle!â Hearing this title, Ethan Smith immediately looked up at the man.
The man had a sturdy figure, a cold expression, and an innately ruthless demeanor.
âIs he Kylan Taylor?â Ethan Smith wondered to himself.
Cato Cain once mentioned that besides Mike Taylor, Kylan Taylor was the one with the most power in the Taylor family..