Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Chapter 151 - 151: 151: The Furious Dorian Dawson

Chapter 151 - 151: 151: The Furious Dorian Dawson

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Upon hearing Ethan Smith’s words, Dorian Dawson burst into a hearty laugh.

The surrounding old men also wore mocking expressions, looking at Ethan as if he was a foolish clown.

“Going straight to the finals? I’ve never heard of such a thing.” Dorian took a sip of tea.

“Exactly, he doesn’t even know how to brag.”

“At such a young age, not having much ability is one thing, but to be full of lies as well, Elder Hansen, is this what you teach your students?”

Upon hearing their words, Ethan coldly sneered.

“Whether I’m directly guaranteed or not, we’ll know the result soon.” Ethan pulled Elder Hansen to a spot and sat down.

Dorian chuckled, “I think you just want to stay here and not leave, right? Even if there really is a guarantee, it still has to pass through me, the president.”

“How are you guaranteed when I don’t know about it as the Association President?” Dorian asked mockingly.

Ethan shot him a disdainful glance and said, “Some things don’t need your approval. ”

Dorian laughed out loud, “You really can brag. Alright, I’ll be waiting to see how you get directly into the finals!”

After saying this, Dorian put the teacup down heavily on the table.

Ethan was not in a rush, he calmly closed his eyes, waiting.

“Mr. Smith, have you really been granted a direct entry to the finals?” Elder Hansen asked with concern.

Ethan smiled and said, “Elder Hansen, don’t worry, I never boast.”

“That’s good, that’s good.” Elder Hansen patted his chest, showing that he held the Traditional Medicine Conference in high regard.

With his eyes closed, Ethan tried to sense the surrounding aura.

Unfortunately, he didn’t feel even a trace of qi within the Traditional Medicine Association.

“Does the Traditional Medicine Association not have any herbs?” Ethan frowned.

What exactly was the purpose of this so-called Traditional Medicine Association?

Time passed by quickly, and before they knew it, it was already five o’clock.

The sun was setting, and the sky began to darken.

Dorian yawned and said, “Ethan, it’s getting dark, and your guaranteed spot still hasn’t arrived? Don’t waste our precious time.”

Ethan looked at him and sneered, “The reason it’s getting dark so soon is because you guys were late. Is the funding given to you just to feed a bunch of freeloaders who only know how to indulge in pleasure?”

Dorian’s face changed instantly, and he shouted angrily, “Who are you calling a freeloader?!”

“Whoever speaks up is the one I’m referring to.” Ethan said nonchalantly.

“Alright, alright, kid, you’ve thoroughly offended me now!” roared Dorian furiously.

“Let me tell you today, even if the gods themselves arrive, you won’t be participating in this Traditional Medicine Conference!” Dorian said coldly. Just as Dorian finished his sentence, the office door was suddenly flung open.

They saw Declan Steele walk quickly towards Ethan.

“Mr. Smith, why didn’t you inform me when you came to Shiglance City?” Declan asked with a smile.

Ethan stood up and politely replied, “Mr. Steele, I’ve just arrived.”

Declan smiled and said, “Alright, the Traditional Medicine Conference is about to start soon, isn’t it? Contact me when you’re done with your business.”

Ethan nodded and said, “Alright.”

After that, Declan took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to Ethan.

“This is the guarantee for the Traditional Medicine Conference. You can go straight to the finals.” Declan smiled.

“Heh, here comes another big talker.” Dorian sneered from the side. Declan frowned and turned to Dorian, asking, “What do you mean by that?” “What do I mean?” Dorian laughed mockingly.

“I’m the president of the Traditional Medicine Association, and I haven’t heard of this guarantee. What are you talking about if not boasting?” Dorian sneered.

Declan came to a sudden realization and then explained, “You’re the president, right? It’s like this — this guarantee is directly issued by the sponsor. Didn’t they notify you?”

“Sponsor?” Dorian was taken aback.

“Isn’t this sponsor the Ministry of Commerce?” Dorian asked with a puzzled exnression.

“Yes, it’s issued by the Ministry of Commerce.” Declan took the guarantee document and handed it to Dorian.

Dorian opened it and saw the unmistakable seal of the Ministry of Commerce on it.

“How is this possible!” Dorian’s face turned extremely ugly. He held the document tightly, as if wanting to tear it to pieces!

Over the years, the Traditional Medicine Association had been funded by the Ministry of Commerce, so in a way, the Ministry of Commerce was Dorian’s superior!

He could only suppress his anger, unable to lash out.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going now.” Declan bid Ethan farewell. Ethan nodded and said, “Thank you, Mr. Steele.”

“No trouble at all.” Declan laughed, “I look forward to your good results.”

After Declan left, Ethan glanced at Dorian and said with a faint smile, “It seems I don’t need your permission to participate, and I’ll be going straight to the finals.”

Dorian gritted his teeth and said, “Ethan, don’t be so cocky too soon. This is

Shiglance City, my territory, you better watch yourself!”

Ethan sneered, “Your territory? What are you? If you have any ability, just use it against me. But let me warn you, those who offend me usually don’t end up well.”

After saying that, Ethan left with Elder Hansen, leaving Dorian angry and frustrated.

“What’s there to be proud of? Isn’t he just someone who got into the finals by using connections?”

“Exactly, when it comes to the finals, their true colors will be exposed.”

“President Dorian, don’t be angry, no need to lower yourself to the level of such a small character.”

Dorian didn’t say a word, but a hint of ruthlessness rose in his heart.

As the president of the Traditional Medicine Association, he naturally had extensive connections.

In particular, rich people who have been emptied by wine and lust, who approached these famous doctors.

And Dorian’s acquaintances almost covered all walks of life.

“I’ll be waiting for you!” Dorian narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.

Ethan and Elder Hansen returned to their residence, and along the way, Elder Hansen looked quite pleased.

“Mr. Smith, that was truly a satisfying moment!” Elder Hansen said indignantly.

Ethan smiled and said, “I just don’t know if there’s a chance to beat those old scallions.”

“Absolutely no problem!” Elder Hansen patted his chest confidently.

“With your skills, defeating them is not a big deal.”

Ethan shook his head, “That’s not what I meant. I’m afraid they won’t make it to the finals.”

Ethan also had some anticipation in his heart.

How capable were these so-called masters?

At night, Ethan laid on the bed with his eyes closed.

Countless formulas flashed in his mind, all of which came from cultivation methods that would shock the world.

After considering his options, Ethan finally selected a single Pill.

“If successfully refined, this Pill should easily win the championship,” Ethan thought to himself..