My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1011

As the top figures of the Recluse Association in the local area, Henry and Flynn's whereabouts naturally could not be concealed from the three of them.

The things in the restaurant were specially arranged by Andrew, who also happened to be a man of a high rank.

Morvyn looked at Hebor and said, "Hebor, my son just escaped from death and came out of the purgatory. I don't want anything unpleasant to happen to him. You should know what I mean."

"Yes, of course, I understand." Hebor nodded. "But young people like to mess around. Old things like us should do our own things and let them play by themselves. After all, for the next competition, you and I both need to rely on these young people."

"That's the best," said Morvyn with his hands behind his back. Without showing how much strength, he rushed to the sky and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the direction in which he left, Hebor squinted and said, "It seems that his strength has been improved a lot during this period."

"Lord Hebor, what should we do now?" Andrew asked respectfully from behind.

"Do you need to tell me first the secrets regarding that Chinese guy named Henry Zhang?" Hebor stared at him and added, "If it's just a normal grudge, based on your style of handling things, you wouldn't look for me."

"Indeed, there are some secrets." Andrew nodded. "But Lord Hebor, it's not very good for you to know about these things now. It'll affect your decision-making. If you come out as a winner, you'll be able to become a European Bishop. I guarantee that this news will definitely not disappoint you."

Hebor gave him a meaningful look. "I hope you won't disappoint me."

After speaking, Hebor stepped onto the surface of the water.

"Rest assured, Lord Hebor." Andrew bowed and watched Hebor leave.

After Hebor left, the look in Andrew's eyes gradually became fierce. His lips moved slightly, but there was no sound coming out. However, according to his mouth shape, one could still distinguish what he said.

"Trash!"

In the restaurant in the town.

Flynn and Dalton were three metres apart.

"Well, you're a good- for- nothing. Are you trying to kill me?" Behind Dalton, a virtual image of a python slowly appeared. At the same time, Dalton's eyes became as cold as a sneaky viper's. "You're a good- for- nothing who has only entered the Qi- controlling realm!"

"Hey, hey, hey, I think that it's none of your business who we are." Henry had a strange look on his face.

"Why does a prison guard dare to interrupt me?" Dalton looked at Henry and the shadow of the python behind him was sticking out its tongue to Henry.

Jilisa chortled, intentionally provoking Dalton. "Dalton, don't underestimate this jailer. He's at the late stage of the Transformation realm. He has some secrets. He's obviously under the command of my lord Andrew. But he still dares to talk to Bishop Morvyn. I'm afraid that you'll face some consequences if you provoke him. He's the benefactor of Bishop Morvyn now. Don't forget, we are in Europe now, not in the place where Bishop Hebor is in charge."

"Let him try!" Hearing this, the look in Dalton's eyes became even more vicious. "He's just a small jailer. Can he be so insolent as to dare to lay a finger on me?"

"That's hard to say. After all, we are in Europe, not in the place where Bishop Hebor is in charge." Jilisa once again raised this point.

"That's not a place where a small prison guard dares to be presumptuous!" As Dalton roared, the shadow of the python behind him made a "sss" sound and suddenly attacked Henry.