Chapter 439: 439: The Peculiar Dudley Lynch_1
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Ethan Smith casually handed over two cups of wine.
The three of them tasted the wine and started chatting.
“By the way, about how long will this trip take?” Ethan Smith casually asked.
Evelyn Norton laughed and said, “About half a month.”
“Half a month?”
Ethan Smith couldn’t help but frown.
He instinctively took out his phone and checked the date.
June 21st.
Only two and a half months left until September 9th.
That is to say, after getting off this cruise ship, there were only two months left.
“I hope this trip will be fruitful.” Ethan Smith thought to himself.
“I heard that Mr. Smith’s dantian has been severely injured. I wonder if it’s true.” At this time, Dudley Lynch asked from the side.
Ethan Smith narrowed his eyes and deliberately said, “Indeed, my dantian is severely injured, which has attracted many people who want to kill me and make a name for themselves.”
Upon hearing this, Dudley Lynch sighed, “What a pity, Mr. Smith, with your extraordinary talent, has encountered such a disaster.”
From Dudley’s answer, it seemed that this kid had no intention of attacking Ethan.
“So, what is the purpose of Brother He’s trip?” Ethan Smith changed the subject and asked deliberately.
Dudley Lynch chuckled and said, “Just taking a walk on the ship, maybe I’ll bump into some good fortune and find a treasure.”
“I see, I knew Brother He couldn’t possibly be here for tourism.” Ethan Smith said lightly.
Dudley Lynch sighed and said, “Tourism? People like us don’t have the leisure for that.”
While the two were chatting, a rugged-looking man suddenly approached from not far away.
The man looked extremely large, with a burly figure.
Moreover, the aura on his body was extremely powerful.
“Who’s that guy?” Ethan Smith pointed at the burly man and asked.
Evelyn Norton said, “He is the so-called Lord Dolan, Atticus Kane.”
“Lord Dolan?” A trace of doubt flashed in Ethan Smith’s eyes.
Evelyn Norton explained, “Yes, it is said that he is the number one person in the Dolan region and stepped into the Peak Form of Grandmaster Realm many years ago.”
Dudley Lynch continued, “This guy is pretty strange. His family is a martial aristocracy with many talented people, but Atticus Kane had extremely low talent more than twenty years ago and was almost abandoned by his family.”
“Oh?” Ethan’s interest in his eyes thickened even more.
Evelyn continued, “Not only that, after he woke up, his temperament changed drastically. He went from being arrogant and domineering to being gentle and refined.”
“Now he is even chosen as the heir of the He family.”
This string of words indeed gave Ethan too much information.
Even the pharmacist of the Medicine God Pavilion pronounced his death sentence, how could he come back to life?
And his temperament changed drastically, soaring to success?
“Could it be body possession?” Ethan suddenly thought of a possibility.
Very likely!
If Dudley was possessed by someone, all of this would make sense.
“Did he ever tell you what he is going to Brightheart Island for?” Ethan asked.
Evelyn shook her head, “He didn’t say anything, just that he wanted to try his luck.”
“Trying his luck... impossible.” Ethan took a deep breath.
As they were talking, Dudley came back from not far away.
He smiled and said, “Mr. Smith, Miss Norton, I just went to the auction and thought it would be an ordinary event, but I didn’t expect to have an unexpected gain.”
“Oh?” Ethan raised his eyebrows.
Dudley turned his hand, revealing a pearl lying quietly in his palm.
This pearl didn’t seem much different from an ordinary Night-luminescent Pearl, but there were faint traces of extremely rich qi on it.
“This is... an inner core?” Ethan’s pupils shrank suddenly.
Dudley looked somewhat surprised, “Mr. Smith, you know about inner cores too?”
“Yeah, I swallowed one. I have to thank Miss Norton for that,” Ethan glanced at Evelyn as he spoke.
Hearing this, a strange look appeared on Dudley’s face.
“The inner core that Miss Norton swallowed was a Spirit Core,” Dudley said, intentionally or unintentionally.
“Spirit Core?” Ethan was clueless about this term.
Dudley nodded, “An inner core can only be used to enhance one’s cultivation, but a Spirit Core... carries the attributes of a Demonic Beast, like the Spirit Fox inner core that Miss Norton swallowed.”
As he said this, Dudley looked at Ethan and asked, “The one you swallowed, Mr. Smith, wasn’t a Spirit Core, was it?”
“Yes,” Ethan didn’t conceal anything.
Upon hearing this, Dudley’s pupils contracted, and a strange, indescribable meaning flashed through his eyes.
The look was bizarre, though it was only a fleeting glance, but it did not escape Ethan’s gaze.