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My Waste Husband novel Chapter 848

"Haha, this is the first time I've seen people from Section Nine treat me so politely." Henry looked at the two coming people and smiled.

At the same time, the man and woman were also looking at Henry. When they found that there was no trace of Qi from Henry, they gasped.

If one Qi-refming practitioner couldn't see the other person's Qi, there were only two possibilities. First, the other party's strength was far beyond his own; second, the other party did not have Qi at all.

The man in front of them was the Emperor of Hell, who made the three clans bow down to him. How could he not have the Qi?

Section Nine knew that Henry was in Yinzhou. Since the middle- aged man and woman were sent to Yinzhou, they were definitely not weak. Even among the whole Section Nine, the two of them were masters. At this moment, they could not even tell Henry's real identity.

Although they already knew that the Emperor of Hell was powerful, they didn't expect that he was so powerful. If they hadn't known the identity of the person in front of them, these two people would only regard Henry as an ordinary person.

It was a very dangerous thing to treat such a horrible existence as an ordinary person.

"Your Excellency, you must be joking. For a long time, Radiant Island has always been a place of high prestige in the Underground World. Our Section Nine belongs to the Underground World as well." The man spoke.

"Alright, let's cut the crap." Henry waved his hand. "You should know that the Spirit Gathering Formation was constructed by the Su Clan when they threatened my wife. What's happening underground? Why is there an earthquake caused by Spiritual Qi?"

The two people looked at each other, and then the man replied, "Your Excellency what we know now is that there is something hidden in Yinzhou, but we don't know exactly what it is. Last time we wanted to search the Emperor's Mausoleum, but we were disappointed."

Henry reached out his hand and touched his nose. "You don't know?"

"There are many things left behind by the elders," said the woman. "We're only able to see one or two-tenths of them. There are too many things that we don't know."

Henry curled his lips and said, "Don't you have people called fortunetellers in your organization? Even he can't tell?"

"It's two different things to see it and dare to say it," said the man of the nine rounds. "Your Excellency, although we're going to share information now, the two of us have limited rights. It's better to let others negotiate with you on more things. The main purpose of our visit is to guarantee that nothing will happen here."

Henry shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then I'll leave it to you. I have to go home and sleep with my wife."

Henry waved his hand and left the man and woman. He walked towards Sylvia, who was waiting at the entrance of the construction site.

Sackcloth Visitor also flashed away and disappeared. Only two people from Section Nine were left, still standing where they were.

"Honey, what happened there?" Sylvia asked when she saw Henry coming over.

"I don't know." Henry shook his head. "Dear, arrange for people to expand the construction site. Make walls outside. Don't let anyone get close to them. Even if there is an accident, don't let anyone see it, understand?"

"Okay." Sylvia nodded her head forcefully.

Henry turned his head and looked at the centre of the construction site with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Although the two members of Section Nine didn't say anything to Henry, they revealed one thing.

Their fortuneteller had obviously seen some things, but he did not dare to say anything.

Regarding the fortunetellers, there had always been two extremes in people's minds.

Some people believed that fortunetelling was a trick to fool people. Other people believed in the legend of fortunetelling without a doubt.

If the fortuneteller really saw something, but did not dare to say it, didn't it mean that there was really some special force in the unseen world?

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