My Waste Husband novel Chapter 545

When Sylvia saw this scene, she was shocked.

What happened on the island more than 20 days ago was still vivid in her mind. Henry was called The Conqueror. He was not born this way, neither he depended on luck. He only relied on his own efforts.

Sylvia still remembered that Henry was hit away by someone with a snap of his fingers that day. Such a thing definitely had a significant impact on Henry. The pressure he bore was much greater than that of her, but he never showed it in front of her. He quietly endured it. Standing in front of her, he always had a naughty smile and leisure appearance. He didn't want the pressure he was feeling affecting his emotions.

Sylvia stood by the window and looked at Henry in the courtyard. There was a hint of obsession in her eyes. Unconsciously, Sylvia had gradually fallen into it and was intoxicated.

One night passed quietly.

When Sylvia opened her eyes, she found herself lying in Henry's room, covered with a quilt.

Recalling what happened last night, Sylvia didn't even know why she fell asleep near the window. Now she was lying on the bed. It must be Henry who did it.

"Honey." Sylvia shouted in a daze, but no one responded. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, got off the bed, and went to the living room. When she saw the clock on the wall, it was already half-past ten in the morning.

There was exquisite breakfast on the table, and it was covered with a heat-proof cover. When the heat-proof lid was lifted, the fragrance came to Sylvia's nose, which made her feel sweet. At the same time, she saw the note left by Henry on the table at a glance.

"Honey, I have something to do in Mountain City. Take care of yourself."

Sylvia couldn't help but smile. She carefully put the note away.

At this time, Henry had already taken a plane to Mountain City with the young man and the woman.

On the way, the young man introduced their clan to Henry.

The Tang clan in Mountain City was mainly dedicated to stratagem techniques and poison and was good at concealed weapons. The young man's name was Uriah Tang, and his junior sister's name was Teresa Tang.

"Tang's clan? Tang's Sect?" Henry suddenly thought of this sect that was often seen in novels.

Uriah nodded. "There are some traces of the Tang Sect, but not all of them. There are many examples of the Tang Sect recorded in ancient books, which come from our clan. Once upon a time, how glorious our Tang clan was. Anyone who mentioned the Tang clan would have a respectful look on their face, but now, alas..."

When Uriah said this, he couldn't stop shaking his head. Teresa, who was next to Uriah, also looked disappointed.

Henry could understand the feelings of these two people. If the Tang Sect in the ancient books were really the original form of the Tang family, then the Tang clan, although their glory in the past was not as bright as of the royal family like the Li family of Longxi, it was not much worse. But now there was only one master of Qi in the Tang family, which was really not ideal.

Uriah first brought Henry to his company. Henry had seen the name P&S Group on Uriah's business card. To put it bluntly, it was a 300 square meter display room. The decoration was elementary. Henry really didn't know what it was for.

Uriah told Henry that if he wanted to contact with the clan, ordinary phone calls would not be able to call the clan directly. They had to pass through the landline first. If those clan members outside wanted to return to the clan, they had to report to the elders of the clan first.