Henry was not surprised by Andrew's action at all. He was sure that Andrew would not blame him for this situation.
The Hell Prison was a terrifying place.
But one should know that the people inside were all the top masters of their era, and now they were even more powerful. These people were like double-edged swords. If they could be used well, they would become invincible magic weapons.
An ambitious man wouldn't give up the chance to get hold of this divine weapon.
The Recluse Association was covering the whole world. How could it be an organization without ambition?!
Looking at the people from the Recluse Association, Andrew said, "My order is, from this moment on, Henry's sentence has been revoked and he is a free man. Henry Zhang will be named the prison guard of the Hell Prison. Tell this news to all members of the Recluse Association!"
"Got it!"
With a smile, Andrew said to Henry, "Henry Zhang, come to the Recluse Association with me. From today on, this desert belongs to you not only in the secular world but also in the underground world."
Henry nodded. He had already thought that he would go to the Recluse Association this time. He was not sure what would the result of his visit be.
In any case, this trip would be accompanied by opportunities and danger.
Seeing that Henry agreed, Andrew no longer hesitated and shouted, "Let's go. Leave this place. In order to avoid unnecessary panic, nobody is allowed to tell anyone about the Hell Prison."
The members of the Recluse Association glanced at the nearby quicksand with lingering fears. Unconsciously, they swallowed a mouthful of saliva, controlled their Qi, and left the place at an extremely fast speed.
"Let's go." Andrew said to Henry, "You've been a member of the Recluse Association for so long. It's time to go back and have a look."
Andrew didn't say much. The last thing he said to Henry was to go back and have a look, which would make people unconsciously have a sense of belonging.
Just as Henry was about to leave, a figure appeared silently in front of Henry and stood between him and Andrew.
The figure was wearing a linen robe and hat on his head. He had an exceptionally old face and a pair of muddy eyes.
"Commander Andrew, no matter what, Henry is still a member of the Chinese Guild. Since I've brought him to our association, it's reasonable for him to report to my master first. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for him to come with you," the man in the linen robe said in a hoarse voice. His voice sounded as if something was stuck in his throat, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
When the man appeared, the look on Andrew's face changed slightly. "Old man, do you need to care how I do my work?"
"I don't dare. I'm just a messenger. Naturally, I don't dare to intervene in your affairs. But this time, it's not my order, my master wants to see Henry. He ordered me to come and bring Henry back to China." The man took off the bamboo hat on his head.
Henry noticed that when he heard that the man in linen robe mentioned his master, the expression on Andrew's face changed, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
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