MRS. AND MR. SMITH - Season 8 Episode 58

After coming out of the restroom, Ethan Smith found Clare Richardson and the man with the mustache waiting for him at the entrance.

Ethan Smith said with some surprise, “Why don’t you go and explore the mall?”

“What’s so interesting about a mall?” Clare Richardson shook her head.

Ethan Smith spread his hands and laughed, “Don’t all young ladies enjoy shopping in malls?”

Clare Richardson didn’t respond much to that.

The man with the mustache pointed to the top floor and said, “The top floor of this mall is an Antique Market. Let’s go up and have a look. Maybe we can find some treasures.”

“Antique Market?” Interest flickered in Ethan Smith’s eyes.

He naturally wasn’t interested in ordinary antiques.

But among these antiques, some unknown treasures might be hidden.

After all, the martial arts world of many years ago was completely different from the present one.

“Let’s go,” Ethan Smith nodded.

The three of them headed upstairs.

They arrived at the top floor.

As soon as they entered, Ethan Smith felt a faint, gloomy atmosphere.

Although the atmosphere wasn’t dense, it was unmistakably dark energy.

“It seems like there really are treasures in this Antique Market,” Ethan Smith took a deep breath.

Clare Richardson also frowned, “There’s dark energy; maybe the antiques here were dug up from tombs.”

Ethan Smith released his divine sense, covering the entire Antique Market.

He quickly discovered that many martial artists were hiding in the market.

There were Grandmasters, Military Marquises, and even one who had reached the Peak Form of Military Marquis Realm.

*Hiss…*

At this moment, the man with the mustache suddenly took a breath of cold air.

He sniffed and said excitedly, “I feel like there’s some treasure here that’s calling me.”

“Calling you?” Ethan Smith’s eyebrows furrowed, and his face showed some confusion.

The man with the mustache explained, “Although I’m an expert in archaeology, most of the time, it’s the treasures that call me.”

“In other words, The Master was forced to become an archaeology expert.”

“Shameless,” Ethan Smith couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the man with the mustache.

The man with the mustache didn’t say much more, he followed the faint calling and walked forward with large strides.

Ethan Smith and Clare Richardson followed behind him.

Closing his eyes slightly, the man with the mustache walked forward solely relying on the faint calling.

After walking around in circles, they passed by several antique stalls.

Finally, the man with the mustache stopped at a large booth.

He suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, “It’s here.”

Looking down, they saw several treasures displayed on the booth.

There were weapons, magical artifacts, calligraphy, and antiques.

Ethan Smith released his divine sense, covering the booth.

Soon, Ethan Smith felt an ancient aura emanating from the antiques.

“It really is a treasure,” Ethan Smith said in amazement.

The man with the mustache sniffed and rubbed his hands over the antiques.

Ethan Smith wasn’t idle either, he used his powerful divine sense to find the treasure.

Soon, Ethan Smith and the man with the mustache both placed their hands on a gourd.

The gourd seemed ordinary, its outer skin almost cracking and peeling.

Ethan Smith and the man with the mustache exchanged glances, seemingly sharing the same thought.

“Although this gourd appears ordinary and has no significant fluctuations in energy, I can feel that there’s an extremely ancient aura hidden inside,” Ethan Smith said in a deep voice.The man with the mustache said, “I can sense that what’s calling me is this gourd.”

Ethan Smith reached out and held the gourd in his hand.

He looked at the stall owner and asked, “How much for this gourd?”

The stall owner glanced at Ethan and said, “Fifty billion, or trade it for an equivalent treasure.”

Upon hearing this, both Ethan and the man with the mustache couldn’t help but gasp.

“Fifty billion? Why don’t you just go and rob someone!” the man with the mustache exclaimed with wide eyes.

Ethan rolled his eyes and said, “What he means is that he doesn’t want to exchange it for money, that’s why he threw out an exaggerated number.”

“A wise person,” the stall owner nodded.

The man with the mustache scratched his head and immediately took out treasures from his Spatial Magic Artifact.

In no time, all sorts of magical artifacts appeared, and what was surprising was that they were all top-notch items.

Even the stall owner in front of them was stunned. He swallowed and said, “Where did you…where did you get all these magical artifacts?”

The man with the mustache waved his hand, “Ah, never mind how I got them, just pick one for yourself.”

Without being polite, the stall owner immediately began selecting from the pile of artifacts.

A few minutes later, the stall owner picked up a bead and said, “This one will do.”

The man with the mustache looked at the bead and muttered, “You have a good eye. This is a Buddhist bead from the Western Regions, containing a trace of the power of Buddhist faith.”

“What, you don’t agree? If you don’t, forget it.” The stall owner pretended to take the gourd back.

“Hey, hey, hey, who said I don’t agree?” The man with the mustache anxiously stopped the stall owner.

The stall owner smiled and said, “Alright, so it’s settled, I…”

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“A pile of worthless scrap, and you dare to take it out.”

Just as both sides were about to reach an agreement, a voice suddenly came from the sidelines.

Turning their heads, they saw a young man with an elegant demeanor standing beside Ethan.

Ethan’s brow furrowed slightly.

The Marquis’s peak level aura came from this young man’s body.

And the two elderly men who followed him were even more unfathomable in their strength.

“Who are you talking about?” The man with the mustache was somewhat unhappy.

The young man said indifferently, “Take away your pile of scrap, it’s an embarrassment.”

“Kid, you dare say this is scrap?” The man with the mustache immediately became anxious, rolling up his sleeves with an angry face.

“Daring to speak to our young master like that, you’re courting death!”

At that moment, the two elderly men beside the young man stepped forward and shouted.

They emanated a powerful pressure, making it hard for anyone to breathe.

The man with the mustache’s face changed, and he quickly hid behind Ethan.

The young man glanced at the man with the mustache and said indifferently, “Let me introduce myself. My name is Hanley Poe, you can call me Mr. Tenny.”

“Hanley Poe?” Upon hearing this title, the stall owner immediately stood up.

“So, it’s the son of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets’ Leader, my apologies!” The stall owner said respectfully.

Ethan’s brow furrowed slightly.

Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets? What kind of organization was this?

Hanley Poe looked at the man with the mustache and said, “You should have heard of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, right?”

The man with the mustache was obviously frightened and hid behind Ethan without saying a word.

The two elderly men beside Hanley Poe looked at the man with the mustache coldly and said, “Daring to insult our young master, you deserve a slap in the face!”

Having said that, both of them stepped forward and reached out to grab the man with the mustache.

At that moment, Ethan reached out with his palm and grabbed both of their arms.

“Mr. Tenny, right?” Ethan glanced at him.

Hanley looked Ethan up and down and asked, “So?”

Ethan said, “We’re all here to seek treasures, and since we’re seeking treasures, the highest bidder should get them. There’s no need for a fight.”