บท 1365: Chapter 1365: The Melancholy Freeman Brothers_1

Ethan Smith's expression turned solemn, and an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart.

For Ethan Smith, this was undoubtedly a good thing. However, in reality, it seemed that Randall Freeman had already prepared for the possibility of not coming back.

"Master, you..." Ethan Smith opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"No need for idle words." Randall Freeman waved his arm, and a thick force pressed Ethan Smith down into a sitting position.

Without wasting any more words, Randall Freeman sat cross-legged in front of Ethan Smith. Then, a strand of divine sense floated out of his forehead, entering Ethan Smith's mind.

Instantly, countless pieces of information surged into Ethan Smith's mind.

The Freeman Family's unique and ancient knowledge was passed on to Ethan Smith without any concealment by Randall Freeman.

This was a rather lengthy process that took several days. In this period, the two of them sat cross-legged on the volcano's edge.