Chapter 1311: Chapter 1311: News about the Life Aura_1
Chapter 1311 -1311: News about the Life Aura_1
Upon hearing this, the face of the black-suited man changed drastically.
He couldn’t afford to offend Randall Freeman, who was a notorious ruthless character in the Southern Province. Even the Cloud Sect didn’t want to cross him.
“Fine, let’s go.” The black-suited man waved his hand, led his men, and turned to leave.
Only after they had gone far did Clay get up and ask, “When did my grandfather arrive here? There are still several days before our agreed-upon return home.”
General Potbelly smiled awkwardly and said, “Mr. Tenny, I did this just to scare him off, otherwise, he would have persisted.”
Clay, slightly appreciative, patted General Potbelly on the shoulder and said, “Not bad, I think highly of you. You have the potential to be a City Lord in the future!”
“Oh, I don’t dare to accept that.” General Potbelly said with a frightened face.
Alfred waved his hand and said, “All right, if there’s nothing else, just go. Don’t disturb our drinking and enjoyment.”
“Alright, Mr. Tenny, then I won’t bother you any more.”
General Potbelly and his men quickly left the Heros Bar.
Ethan Smith couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
That was close, almost exposed.
“I have to hide the Valepeak Buddha Flame as soon as possible,” Ethan Smith thought to himself.
For now, Ethan Smith couldn’t absorb the Valepeak Buddha Flame. He could only hide it temporarily and wait until his spiritual power recovered before trying to absorb it again. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
For the next few days, the entire Southern Province was buzzing about the incident.
They searched more than half of the Southern Province, but they couldn’t find the Valepeak Buddha Flame. A few days later, the matter slowly died down.
Early morning that day.
The three men shared a room, sleeping soundly when knocking sounded from outside.
“Go, open the door.” Clay kicked Alfred, still half-asleep.
“Why the hell don’t you go?” Alfred turned over and kicked back.
Clay, with a belly full of anger, got up and cursed, “You’re done for, I’ll beat you up one of these days!”
Grumbling to himself, he walked towards the door.
When the door opened, Clay instantly changed his expression and put on a loving pose.
It was no wonder because the person standing at the door was the Female Auctioneer.
The auctioneer wrinkled her upturned nose and said, “What a strong smell of alcohol.”
Upon hearing this, Clay immediately took the opportunity to elaborate, “Ah, because you rejected me, I was so heartbroken that I could only indulge in drinking all day. You don’t know how painful these days have been for me…”
Hearing Clay’s words, the female auctioneer couldn’t help but cover her mouth and giggle lightly.
“I knew you must be thinking of me in your heart! Right?” Clay’s heart kindled a little hope.

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