Mrs. and Mr. Smith novel Chapter 1341

Chapter 1341: Chapter 1341: The Shocking Randall Freeman_1

Chapter 1341 -1341: The Shocking Randall Freeman_1

“Clay!”

Ethan Smith’s face turned pale, desperately pushing Clay, but it was already too late.

That palm strike was heading straight for Clay!

Ethan felt desperate, while the mighty realm cultivator was covered in cold sweat!

If this palm strike hit Clay, it would likely kill him instantly!

By then, Randall wouldn’t let Ethan go!

“Buzz!”

Just as the palm strike was about to hit Clay, a brilliant light appeared.

Following that, an old figure took form and stood in front of Clay.

Although the figure was quite old, he had an air of intimidation around him. With scars across his face, he looked like someone not to be messed with.

“Grandpa!”

Seeing this figure, Clay let out a sigh of relief.

However, the mighty cultivator in front of them had a face full of setbacks, and hastily greeted, “I’ve met Elder Freeman…”

Old Randall glanced at him, then turned to Clay.

“Fuck, did you go over time?!” Old Randall made people’s jaws drop the moment he opened his mouth.

The words he spoke did not match his strong cultivator status at all.

Ethan couldn’t help but be stunned.

Was this really a powerful individual that even the Cloud Sect feared? Why… why did he seem so out of tune?

“Ah, it got delayed.” Clay mumbled.

“That’s right, it’s all their fault for stopping us from leaving and even attacking Clay just now!” Alfred chimed in with exaggeration.

Old Randall’s face darkened upon hearing this, turning his gaze towards the hundreds of people in front of him.

“Ah, this is Gowinston City, eh?” Old Randall muttered to himself.

Hearing that, the mighty cultivator began to sweat profusely.

He hurriedly knelt on the ground, trembling as he spoke, “Elder, you…you misunderstood. We wanted to capture Ethan Smith; it was… it was just an accidental injury…”

“Accidental injury?” Old Randall’s veins pulsed with anger on his face, and spat, “I’ll accidentally injure your grandpa! You almost killed my precious grandson? I’ll slaughter you!”

The cultivator trembled with fear, unable to utter a single word.

“You wait, tomorrow I’m coming to Gowinston City to have a talk with your City Lord.” Old Randall said coldly.

“Don’t…don’t, Elder, this…this is really a misunderstanding…” The cultivator had a heart full of despair.

Old Randall wanted to say something else, but Clay waved it off, “Let him go this time, Grandpa. We have to go back quickly.”

“Ethan, let’s go.” Clay tugged Ethan and said.

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