MRS. AND MR. SMITH - Season 2 Episode 80

Ethan Smith didn’t know how to explain his feeling, but he was sure there was murderous intent towards him emanating from Alvin Ward.

“Alright, you might be a little too tense lately. Don’t overthink it,” Leonard Schultz said, patting Ethan Smith’s shoulder.

Ethan nodded his head without saying much.

Afterward, Ethan continued to pick out uncut stones in the auction hall.

However, after several rounds of examination, Ethan didn’t find any worthy stones, so he walked to the side.

For this auction, gambling on stones was just a part of it. The entire event offered high-value rare herbs as well.

With just a glance, Ethan saw several herbs with effects lasting for decades.

Unfortunately, these herbs were prohibitively expensive; the price of even the least expensive herb was in the tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions.

“This is fucking ridiculous.” Even for Ethan Smith, it was shocking.

No wonder the prodigies of the Great Families had far more power than ordinary people.

Greater resources lead to rapid progress in strength for the Great Families.

And more strength results in the ability to make even more money.

It really is a vicious cycle.

“The poor rely on mutations for progress; this saying isn’t just a joke,”Ethan bitterly smiled.

Within no time, Ethan was nearly out of money.

With four or five decades-old herbs in his hand, his wallet was empty.

Just as Ethan was about to leave, he suddenly felt an intense dark energy.

As soon as this dark energy burst out, Ethan’s eyes darted toward its source. Aside from Ethan, Alvin Ward, who was not far away, also turned his gaze at the same time.

Their eyes met, and both sparkled with the same determination.

This Alvin Ward definitely had a hidden agenda!

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Ethan strode toward that booth.

In front of it, a stone statue was displayed with the dark energy emanating from it.

Pointing to the statue, Ethan asked, “Boss, how much for this?”

Without looking up, the boss said, “Two hundred million, no bargaining.” “Boss, that price is a bit too high, isn’t it?” Ethan frowned.

If the energy circling the statue were qi, he could understand the price.

But for dark energy, the audience was limited.

Ordinary people would avoid dark energy, so why would they pay a high price for it?

“Take it or leave it. This is my family’s heirloom. If I hadn’t run into trouble, I wouldn’t have sold it, no matter how much you offered.” The owner snorted.

“You can’t blame others for pricing it high if you can’t afford it.”

At that moment, Alvin Ward approached from the side.

He stood next to Ethan and said softly, “Boss, I’ll take it for two hundred million.”

Ethan frowned and looked at the boss, saying earnestly, “Boss, give me an hour. I’ll go raise the money.”

“I don’t have time to wait for you!” The boss waved dismissively. He looked at Alvin and said, “Just get the money ready, and it’s yours.”

“No problem.” Alvin smiled faintly as he revealed a bank card in his hand.

Ethan hurriedly said, “I can raise the price to two hundred and fifty million.

Keep it for me.”

No one could resist the temptation of money, including this boss.

After hearing Ethan’s words, the hand he was stretching out to Alvin hastily retreated.

“Are you serious?” The boss’s eyes brightened with anticipation.

Ethan nodded and said, “I swear.”

The boss said after a moment of thought, “I’ll give you an hour. If I don’t see the money by then, I’ll sell it to this gentleman.”

“Alright.” Ethan nodded in agreement.

Alvin’s face was cold, and he glared at Ethan. “This item won’t do you any good. It’s useless to you.”

Ethan raised an eyebrow and sneered, “You are not that simple after all. Tell me, who are you?”

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Alvin snapped coldly, “It doesn’t matter who I am, but I warn you, if you spoil my plans, I won’t let you off!”

“Oh, really? I’ll see about that.” Ethan said coldly.

After dropping these words, Ethan walked in the direction of Leonard Schultz and Ashton Nicholson.

“Gentlemen, could you lend me some money? I’ll pay you back in a few days.” Ethan said, somewhat embarrassed.

“How much do you need?” Ashton asked without hesitation.

Ethan held up three fingers and said, “Three hundred million.” Hearing this number, Ashton stuck out his tongue, and Leonard shook his head.

“Mr. Smith, you think we’re all like you. Three hundred million is a huge amount,” Ashton said with a roll of his eyes.

Leonard nodded, “Even with all my savings combined, I don’t have three hundred million.”

This made Ethan feel a bit awkward.

He didn’t know when he’d started losing perspective on the value of money.

“Haha, if you can’t raise the money, the item will be mine,” Alvin came up from behind, gloating.

Ethan glared at him and said indifferently, “This little sum won’t stop me.” After saying that, Ethan walked straight to the center of the auction hall.

He surveyed his surroundings and suddenly shouted, “From now on, I will sell my medical skills. As long as there is enough money, I will treat someone three times. There are no restrictions on time or location.”

This voice was imbued with spiritual power and thundered in everyone’s ears, causing a commotion throughout the hall. Many people gathered around.

Ethan calmly sat on the ground, waiting for potential patients to come forward.

“Isn’t this Ethan Smith? I heard he’s the president of the Traditional Medicine Association.”

“That’s right, his medical skills are said to be even better than Dorian Dawson!” “Last time he made a Curing Pill that could cure all diseases!”

As the president of the Traditional Medicine Association, the public thronged around Ethan.

“Mr. Smith, could you take a look at my condition? I’ve been feeling weak for many years,” someone asked.

Ethan nodded and said, “Of course, as long as you’re willing to pay.”

“Mr. Smith, my mother had a stroke and has been bedridden for years. Could you accompany me on a visit?”

“Mr. Smith, I’m willing to pay any price for your Curing Pill.”

“Dr. Smith…

The crowd’s enthusiasm continued to grow. For these wealthy people, life was more important than money.

Having three chances for Ethan Smith to treat them was like having three guarantees on their lives.

“Ethan Smith may have excellent medical skills, but he angered the Schroeder Family. How long do you think he can live? Will he have a chance to treat you?”

At that moment, a voice came from Alvin Ward..