Mrs. and Mr. Smith

The young man hastily nodded, "Yes! The whole of Shiglance City is talking about it! Look, there\'s even a video online!"

After saying that, the young man handed his phone to Keith Moore.

Keith took the phone and stared intently at the screen.

On the screen, it was none other than the scene of Ethan Smith refining a pill.

When Keith saw the Blue Spirit Fire in Ethan\'s hands and the Pill Cloud appearing in the sky, his face was instantly filled with shock!

"Quick, bring me the Ganoderma! Take me to Ethan Smith immediately!" Keith Moore said anxiously.

Getting acquainted with such an alchemist, a mere Ganoderma wasn\'t really a big deal!

It\'s well known that the same herbs could have far greater effects in the hands of an alchemist than ordinary martial artists!

At this time, Ethan Smith was still waiting for Keith Moore.

He glanced at his phone, which showed that it was already eleven o\'clock at night.

"It seems he won\'t come." Ethan\'s expression was a bit unpleasant.

Ethan didn\'t like it when people broke their promises.

"I should get some rest." Ethan stretched lazily and couldn\'t help yawning continuously.

At that moment, Keith\'s car stopped downstairs.

Soon after, he saw Keith running up hurriedly.

He was holding the Ganoderma and respectfully handed it to Ethan.

"I\'m sorry, Mr. Smith. I had some things to attend to today, so I came a little late," Keith said apologetically.

Ethan looked at Keith and said in a half-smiling tone, "Was it that you were really delayed or were you deliberately trying to test me?"

Keith Moore\'s face changed slightly, and he quickly shook his head, "Mr. Smith, I really had things to attend to; otherwise, I would have arrived earlier."

It was said, but everyone knew the truth.

Ethan didn\'t expose it; he took the Ganoderma and nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Moore."

Keith bowed his hand, "I\'m just returning what is rightfully yours, Mr. Smith."

Ethan nodded slightly, and Keith showed understanding, not staying long and quickly leaving the hotel.

"This Keith Moore really knows how to weigh the pros and cons," Ethan played with the Ganoderma and couldn\'t help but laugh.

"However... getting this Ganoderma is worth it." Looking at the Ganoderma in his hand, Ethan\'s heart was somewhat excited.

After keeping the Ganoderma, Ethan laid down on the bed.

Soon, drowsiness surged in like a tide.

The exhaustion of the past few days was released at this moment, and Ethan quickly entered the dreamland.

The next day.

People still came in an endless stream for the Curing Pill.

Many officials and nobles came to inquire about it, offering high prices to acquire the Curing Pill.

Elder Hansen courteously received them one by one and stated Ethan\'s intentions.

"Mr. Smith said that the Curing Pill isn\'t for sale. If you want it, you have to exchange it with hundred-year medicinal materials," Elder Hansen said politely.

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a little embarrassed.

Hundred-year medicinal materials weren\'t as common as cabbage on the roadside; even to those wealthy people, they weren\'t easy to obtain.

Just like that, two more days passed. People still sought the pill daily, but no one came up with hundred-year medicinal materials.

Three days later, Ethan still hadn\'t woken up.

Elder Hansen glanced at Ethan\'s room and couldn\'t help but sigh, "Mr. Smith has been asleep for five full days without waking up. Did he die?"

Thinking about it, Elder Hansen tiptoed into the room and checked.

Once confirmed that Ethan was still alive, Elder Hansen put his heart at ease.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

Elder Hansen hurried forward and opened the door.

Upon opening the door, a young man dressed in a suit and exuding an air of wealth walked in.

The young man was also followed by two bodyguards.

"I heard you have a Curing Pill?" The young man walked in and went straight to the point.

Elder Hansen replied politely, "Yes, but it requires exchanging with hundred-year medicinal materials."

The young man nodded, and with a stretch of his hand, a bodyguard immediately handed over a box.

"This is a hundred-year-old ginseng. Would it be alright to exchange it for the Curing Pill in your possession?" The young man asked.

Elder Hansen promptly said, "Of course, but I have to inspect it first."

After saying that, Elder Hansen took the ginseng and carefully examined it.

In a short while, Elder Hansen frowned slightly.

He looked up at the young man and said, "My friend, this doesn\'t seem to be a hundred-year ginseng? It appears to be just an ordinary herb."

Hearing this, the young man pretended to be surprised and said, "Impossible! I clearly brought a hundred-year ginseng!"

Elder Hansen helplessly said, "Were you lied to?"

The young man sneered, pointing at the ginseng in Elder Hansen\'s hand, "Did you secretly switch it? I clearly brought a hundred-year ginseng!"

Elder Hansen\'s face changed; he immediately understood!

This young man was obviously trying to rob them!

"Don\'t talk nonsense," Elder Hansen stuffed the ginseng back to the young man.

The young man snorted, "Ethan Smith will believe you or me? You clearly want to keep the hundred-year ginseng for yourself, deceive Ethan, and then pour the dirty water on me!"

Elder Hansen\'s expression turned blue with anger, "You, why are you making false accusations!"

The young man sneered, "Do you think Ethan will trust you or me? Let me tell you, I\'m taking the Curing Pill! Besides, how would you explain this to Ethan?"

After saying that, the young man waved his hand, and his two bodyguards immediately came forward, pressing Elder Hansen down on the table.

Soon after, the bodyguards directly snatched the Curing Pill.

"Mr. Tenny," the bodyguard handed the Curing Pill to the young man.

A smug smile appeared on the young man\'s face as he collected the Curing Pill and said, "Old man, thank you for the Curing Pill. As for how you\'ll explain this to Ethan, that\'s up to you."

Elder Hansen gritted his teeth and said, "When Mr. Smith wakes up, he won\'t let you get away with this!"

The young man laughed loudly, "He won\'t let me go? Do you know who I am? I\'m Miles Schroeder of the Schroeder Family! If Ethan is smart, he won\'t offend me for a single pill!"

Leaving these words behind, Miles Schroeder turned and left.

Elder Hansen\'s face looked a bit ugly.

He had heard of the Schroeder Family.

This was a truly top-tier family in Chuzzle, much stronger than the Hill family!

Elder Hansen suddenly felt at a loss.

At this moment, there was another knock on the door outside.

Upon opening the door, they found that the visitor was Ashton Nicholson.

Ashton bowed his hand to Elder Hansen and said, "Elder Hansen, where\'s Mr. Smith?"

Elder Hansen said weakly, "Sleeping."

Ashton furrowed his brow, "Elder Hansen, why do you look so upset?"

Elder Hansen gave a bitter smile and told Ashton the story.

"Miles Schroeder?" Ashton\'s brow furrowed upon hearing this name.