章節 1614: Chapter 1614: The Banquet of the Extreme Pole

"Go to hell! Dare to disrespect me again, and I'll stuff your head up your ass!"

Ethan Smith rubbed his ears. Wasn't that the voice of Randall Freeman?!

He hurriedly dismissed the Divine Eagle and dashed in the direction of the voice.

Soon, he found three drunken men in the Great Hall.

The one sitting in the middle was Randall Freeman.

His face was flushed, clearly he had drunk too much.

Ethan Smith hurried to Randall Freeman's side and exclaimed both with surprise and joy, "Master, you didn't die?"

"You're the one who's dead!" Randall Freeman cursed reflexively.

Once he recognized Ethan, he quickly stood up and said, "Ethan Smith? Where the hell have you been? Damn, I thought you had become a Black Tortoise!"

"Black Tortoise?" Ethan Smith was puzzled, "What do you mean?"