My Waste Husband novel Chapter 2025

Ranjeet stared at the woman in front of him. Obviously, he was going to fight with her.

The faces of the twelve young women were full of anger.

The woman in a green gauze showed a very angry look, but a voice was forced into a line by her Spiritual Qi and passed into the ears of Henry and others.

"Mr. Zhang, the Hong Clan owe you a favour. The memories of the Honourable are currently at a critical juncture. I hope that Mr. Zhang will do us a favour."

This woman in green obviously knew the identities of Henry and the others. What she showed was nothing more than to prevent Henry and the others from making too much contact with Sylvia.

"Mr. Zhang, we've already done what we've promised you. I hope you can keep the promise."

The voice of the woman in green sounded again.

Henry subconsciously rubbed the bamboo slip in his arms. Although he had already obtained the information about his mother, Henry would not be able to turn against them. Even though Henry had already obtained the information from the Heretic God and the so-called cutting off memory was merely to seal up that part of Sylvia's memory, Henry was certain that the Hong Clan would not let him off if he turned against them openly. After all, the Saint was far too important to the Hong Clan. With his current strength, he would not be able to face the Hong Clan head-on.

"Let's eat."

Henry said.

Hearing Henry's words, Ranjeet, who was ready to cross the line with the woman from the Hong Clan, immediately lowered his head. At this time, the delicious food had already been served on the table, and his mouth was full of oil.

In the restaurant, the sounds of someone playing the zither could be heard. Some were drinking tea, and the others were enjoying the wine. They were all very suited to the situation. The only thing that was out of place was the way Ranjeet was eating.

After wiping out the two tables of delicious food, Ranjeet raised his head with satisfaction.

"Hey, why is the sound of the zither gone?"

He noticed that the sound of the zither that had been ringing in his ears had disappeared, and it was already dark outside the restaurant.

"D*mn it. It's so late. I haven't eaten for so long, have I?"

Ranjeet stroked his bald head, rubbing it with oil stains that made it shine a little more.

There was no one around him.

"Brother, I'm done. Let's go!"

Ranjeet shouted.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew from the door of the restaurant. Ranjeet could not help but shiver. A strange feeling came to the restaurant. He found that there was no one in the restaurant! The restaurant should be full of guests. Some people were drinking wine, some were writing poems, and some were playing the zither. But now, there was only Ranjeet in the restaurant. The owner, waiters and guests had all disappeared.

Even Henry, Cesia, Sylvia, and the other people from Hong Mountain were all gone.

It was silent all around. He could even clearly hear himself swallowing.

A cold sweat ran down Ranjeet's bald head. Even he was powerful, the current environment still made him very nervous.

"Hey, brother, stop playing!"

Ranjeet shouted again.

"Brother, stop playing..." "Stop playing..." A reply sounded. The doors and windows of this restaurant were clearly open, but it was like a closed environment, locking the sound here.