Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Chapter 304: 304: The Furious Chaim Tate 1



Chapter 304: 304: The Furious Chaim Tate 1

Such praise from the Divine Alchemist Pavilion’s elder, what a great honor?

“Young brother, here’s your Breakthrough Pill back,” the elder returned the pill to Ethan Smith.

Ethan took the pill, his brows slightly furrowing.

For a moment, he was somewhat confused about the situation and became even more suspicious of the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.

“Give it back!” Seeing this, the stall owner hurriedly snatched the Best Thin Armor back from the alchemist’s hand.

Then, the stall owner looked towards Ethan with an apologetic smile and said, “Sir, I’m sorry for misunderstanding you just now. This Best Thin Armour is yours now!”

“Really?” Ethan instantly showed a bit of joy.

The stall owner hastily nodded his head and said, “Absolutely!”

“Alright, I’ll now refine the remaining two for you,” said Ethan.

The stall owner immediately stopped Ethan and shook his head, “Sir, no need to hurry. Refining pills by hand is too cruel. After you have successfully refined them, just give them to me.”

Ethan gratefully replied, “Thank you very much!”

As the two were conversing, the elder’s gaze had already turned coldly towards the alchemist.

“This is clearly a Breakthrough Pill. Why did you say it was a failed pill?” The elder coldly questioned.

The alchemist was sweating profusely and extremely nervous.

He gritted his teeth and said, “El… elder, I’m sorry, it was… my poor eyesight that made a mistake.”

“Poor eyesight?” The elder immediately shouted angrily!

“The Breakthrough Pill is stored in large quantities in the Divine Alchemist Pavilion, almost one for everyone. You say you mistook it? If that’s the extent of your ability, you don’t deserve to stay in the Divine Alchemist Pavilion!” The elder said coldly.

The alchemist immediately panicked, and hastily knelt on the ground to beg for mercy, “Elder, I know I was wrong. I… I was just momentarily greedy and lied. Please forgive me this time, I beg you…”

The elder sneered, “Ruining the reputation of my Divine Alchemist Pavilion, you are even less qualified to stay.”

“From now on, you are no longer an alchemist of my Divine Alchemist Pavilion. Get lost!”

“No, elder, I really know I was wrong. Please give me another chance!” The alchemist screamed in desperation.

However, the elder did not give him any chance.

The elder reached out his finger, and the token of Divine Alchemist Pavilion directly shattered.

Such a scene inevitably made people sigh with emotion.

“Young brother, I wonder if you’re interested in visiting my Divine Alchemist Pavilion?” At this moment, the elder looked at Ethan Smith with a smiling face.

Everybody was shocked once again!

Ethan was actually invited by the elder of the Divine Alchemist Pavilion? What an incredible honor?

After a moment of consideration, Ethan said, “If I have time, I will definitely visit.”

The elder laughed heartily and said, “Alright, I’ll be waiting for you in the Divine Alchemist Pavilion!”

Ethan slightly bowed his body, showing respect.

The elder didn’t stay longer, and quickly turned around to leave.

It was only after he was far away that the crowd surrounded Ethan, praising and fawning over him.

“Mr. Smith, my name is Dwight Perez. If you ever need anything, just let me know! ”

“I have a 300-year-old Knotweed at home! If Mr. Smith likes it, feel free to take

“Mr. Smith, I am willing to pay seven million two hundred thousand dollars for you to treat me once!”

Seeing the frantic demeanor of the crowd, Ethan couldn’t help but sigh.

It was said that Divine Alchemist Pavilion’s status was extremely high, and today’s events indeed lived up to its reputation.

After thanking everyone one by one, Ethan put away the Best Thin Armor and left the place with Edward Green.

“Mr. Smith, I didn’t expect the Divine Alchemist Pavilion to actually take notice of you. You’re going to make it big in the future!” Edward said excitedly.

Ethan forced a smile, “They just casually invited me, don’t take it too seriously.”

“Casually invited? Mr. Smith, the Divine Alchemist Pavilion has never actively invited anyone before!” Edward spoke as if it was a well-known fact.

Ethan fell silent for a moment, his mind quickly churning thoughts.Joining the Divine Alchemist Pavilion might indeed be a good choice.

At the very least, it would grant him more resources and bring him a little closer to Dexter Blair.

“Let’s go,” Ethan Smith didn’t continue on this topic.

Edward Green asked puzzled, “Where to?”

“To find Chaim Tate,” Ethan said coldly.

The Herbs Convention was vast, with an incredibly high number of visitors.

But finding Chaim Tate wouldn’t be difficult.

Since he was heralded as the King of Medicine, there were naturally many people who worshipped him.

Sure enough, Ethan spotted Chaim Tate in a prominent location.

“Finally found you,” Ethan said, squinting.

Furrowing his brows, Edward Green said, ‘Mr. Smith, there are quite a few people in front of his booth, including some formidable experts. Isn’t it a bit dangerous to approach him like this?”

Ethan said calmly, “Don’t worry. I have a strategy.”

Countless people were standing in front of Chaim Tate’s booth.

“Mr. Tate, I’m finally able to see you.” “Mr. Tate, I have a Divine Medicine here. Can you help me take a look at it?”

“Master Tate, how much is this herb?”

Facing the crowd’s attentions, Chaim Tate displayed an arrogant demeanor.

He kept his eyes slightly closed and said indifferently, “Exchange it for an equivalent herb or treasure. All others, don’t bother.”

No one was mad at Chaim Tate’s arrogance. Instead, they all behaved in a humble manner.

“Master Tate, how much are these three herbs?”

At that moment, a familiar voice rang out.

Chaim Tate’s eyes shot open, and he quickly looked over.

“Ethan…Ethan Smith? You’re still alive?” Chaim Tate’s face turned slightly unpleasant.

Ethan sneered, “What, do you want me dead?”

Chaim Tate looked a little flustered, but the three herbs in Ethan’s hand were all at least 500 years old—a treasure worth boasting about!

“Master Tate, have you forgotten the thing you promised me?” Ethan squinted, his murderous spirit bearing down on Chaim Tate.

Chaim Tate tried to compose himself and said, “Ethan, don’t cause trouble.

This is the Herbs Convention, and the Divine Alchemist Pavilion is maintaining order.”

Ethan ignored him and put the three herbs into his Spatial Magic Artifact.

Chaim Tate’s face changed, and he scolded urgently, “Ethan, are you trying to rob me in broad daylight? You’re going against the rules!”

“Going against the rules?” Ethan raised an eyebrow and sneered, “What rules have I broken? I’m just taking back my own things. Is there a problem with that?”

“You!” Chaim Tate was so angry his veins bulged out!

He gritted his teeth and said, “Ethan, don’t push me. My influence here is beyond your imagination!”

“Oh? Is that so? I’m quite curious to see it,” Ethan sneered.

“You really want to do this?” Chaim Tate stood up angrily and shouted. Ethan sneered, “Do you think I’m kidding with you?”

“Fine, fine! You forced me to do this!” Chaim Tate shouted angrily.

Then, he looked towards three Grandmasters who were slowly approaching and said, “The three of you, please hold on! If you would be willing to help me deal with a small problem, I, Chaim Tate, will owe you a favor!”

As soon as he said this, the three Grandmasters came over immediately.

“Master Tate, what’s the problem?” the three of them asked politely.

Chaim Tate pointed at Ethan and said through gritted teeth, “Teach him a lesson!”

The three of them looked at Ethan right away.

But when they saw Ethan’s face clearly, they were surprised and said, “Mr.. Smith, how did you end up here?”


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