Is this young man the famous Dudley Lynch from the Central Plains?
The one who has always been ahead of me in the Potential Ranking?
"Mr. Smith, what's the matter?" Evelyn Norton asked with a hint of feigned ignorance.
Dudley Lynch approached and shook Ethan Smith's hand, "Mr. Smith, I've long admired your name."
"Mutual." Ethan Smith replied indifferently.
He carefully sized up Dudley Lynch in front of him.
The man looked quite gentle, without an air of arrogance.
At first glance, he was like a breath of fresh air.
His aura was also concealed, and even Ethan Smith's strong divine sense couldn't determine his true strength.
"Mr. Smith is a hot topic on the Martial Arts Forum, and I have always wanted to visit, but unfortunately, I've never had the chance," Dudley Lynch continued.
Ethan Smith didn't want to get too involved with Dudley Lynch.
If treasure indeed appeared on Brightheart Island, there would inevitably be competition between the two.
