MRS. AND MR. SMITH - Season 2 Episode 68

“Quick, take it away, take it away!”

Clare Richardson didn’t have the courage to look at the parasite anymore. She hurriedly covered her eyes and kept backing away.

Ethan Smith handed the parasite to William Richardson and said solemnly,

“William, this should be a parasite from the southwest.”

A serious look appeared on William’s face as he looked at the parasite in Ethan’s hand, “I didn’t expect that such small insects could be so terrifying.”

Ethan laughed and said, “In the southwest, there are many masters who are good at using parasites. This is nothing.”

“You should think if you’ve offended anyone,” Ethan said seriously.

William let out a bitter laugh and said, “Isn’t it impossible to not offend someone in my position?”

That is true; to climb to this position, one must step on many people.

Even someone as small as Caesar Nolan had countless enemies, let alone a leader of a battle zone?

Ethan ignited a spiritual fire in his hand and reduced the two parasites to ashes.

“There should be no Droblems in the future.” Ethan glanced at the Dale-faced

Clare Richardson.

This incident seemed to have a significant impact on her.

“William, you should spend more time with her when you’re free,” said Ethan, looking at Clare.

William nodded and said, “I will.”

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first.” Ethan greeted William and then left.

When Ethan returned to the hotel, he couldn’t sleep for a long time.

What filled his mind was the dark energy that had entered his body.

Ethan lowered his head and looked at his palm, whispering to himself, “Can I really absorb dark energy?”

At this moment, Ethan’s feelings were very complicated, a mix of both joy and worry.

The joy came from the discovery of another way to cultivate besides relying on qi.

However, the worry was that those who cultivated with dark energy were usually not good people, and they seldom ended well.

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“This is really making things difficult for me,” Ethan sighed, shaking his head helplessly.

He didn’t think about it any further, deciding to take one step at a time.

The next day.

Ethan planned to go out and gather some herbs.

At that moment, Ashton Nicholson called Ethan.

He laughed on the phone, ‘Mr. Smith, didn’t I promise last time to take you to find herbs? Do you have time tonight?”

Ethan laughed, “Of course, I was just about to go out.”

Ashton laughed heartily, “Then let’s meet tonight. I know Shiglance City like the back of my hand.”

“Alright, thank you for your help.” Ethan agreed and then hung up the phone.

Since Ashton was helping, Ethan canceled his plans for the day.

By the evening.

Ethan’s phone rang again.

But to Ethan’s surprise, the call was from Clare Richardson.

She said excitedly on the phone, “Ethan, I didn’t have any nightmares last night. It’s amazing!”

Ethan rolled his eyes, “You believe me now?”

Clare on the other side of the phone said, “I never thought you would actually have some skills.”

“Alright, if there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up,” Ethan said.

“You dare!” Clare suddenly shouted on the other side.

“How can you be so ungentlemanly?” Clare said unhappily.

Ethan reluctantly said, “Then what else do you want? Just say it.”

Clare giggled on the other side, “Since you’ve helped me so much, I’ll treat you to dinner tonight as my way of thanking you.”

“No need for dinner, it’s a small thing. Besides, I’m busy tonight,” Ethan said.

But Clare insisted, “No way! I’m inviting you for the first time, and you dare to refuse? Do you know how many people want to invite me to dinner?”

“Then go eat with them. I really don’t have time,” Ethan rolled his eyes.

As Ethan was about to hang up the phone, Clare shouted, “If you don’t go, I’ll call my dad and let him find you!”

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Ethan rubbed his head. These pampered young ladies were really troublesome.

It made Ethan appreciate Emily Taylor’s rarity even more.

“Fine, I’ll go with you, okay?” Ethan said helplessly.

Clare was a little excited, “So, what should we eat? How about barbecue?”

Without thinking, Ethan agreed, “Alright.”

Afterward, Ethan drove to William Richardson’s house.

Clare was waiting there early, dressed up adorably and a little mature in a T-shirt and a pink mini-skirt.

When she saw Ethan’s car, she exclaimed in surprise, “Yo, an Audi RS7! A performance car!”

“You seem to know quite a bit,” Ethan said with a roll of his eyes.

Clare snorted, “I know many people who play with cars and know more than you do!”

That is true; Ethan doesn’t know anything about performance cars. Anything fast and convenient is suitable.

After getting in the car, Clare said, “I know a delicious barbecue stand. Let me take you there!”

Ethan had no objections as he was merely going along to appease her.

The car sped along, soon stopping at a rather remote barbecue stand.

“Don’t judge this place by its appearance; the taste is amazing!” Clare said, drooling.

Ethan joked, “Do you young ladies also eat at these roadside stands?”

Clare sighed and said helplessly, “Normally my dad doesn’t let me eat these, saying they’re not clean. It’s so hard to find the opportunity.”

“Do you really want to treat me to a meal, or just using me as an excuse?” Ethan said, rolling his eyes.

“Half and half, I guess.” Clare gestured with her hand.

They found a seat and Clare ordered the food generously, asking the boss for one of everything.

When the food arrived, Clare stuffed her mouth continuously without any sign of her lady-like demeanor.

A gentle breeze blew by, making it quite comfortable.

At this moment, a few tattooed men at the next table looked over at them with lustful eyes.

Their eyes stared at the hem of Clare’s skirt, their faces full of lust, even whistling at her.

“Be careful not to expose yourself, ” Ethan reminded her.

Clare noticed that her skirt would occasionally be blown up by the wind.

She glared and yelled at the tattooed men at the neighboring table, “Go home and look at your mother! If you keep looking, I’ll dig your eyeballs out!” The tattooed men laughed and said, “Little girl, you have quite a temper.” “Dressed so provocatively, isn’t it just for us to see?”

“With you so slutty, can your boyfriend satisfy you? Do you need some help from your brothers?”