Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 4735

Numerous red flames decorated the stone walls. The flames seemed to be alive, jumping about and lighting up the cave.

'F*ck me. What is this place?'

Swish!

Just as Darryl pondered to himself, he heard a soft thud that sounded like someone landing on the ground behind him. At the same time, a faint fragrance wafted over.

Who had gone against his orders and come down?

Darryl frowned, turning back to see who it was. He stopped short at the sight.

All that could be seen was a breathtaking figure making her way over quickly. Who else could it be aside from Cloud Spirit?

Motherf*cker!

At the sight of Cloud Spirit, Darryl's chest thumped. "Aren't you supposed to be in the palace? Why are you here?"

As he spoke, Darryl was extremely frustrated. Why did those Demon Warriors up there not stop her?

"Hoho!"

Sensing Darryl's shock, Cloud Spirit smirked before replying impatiently, "I was just going to ask you the same thing, and you have the nerve to beat me to it. Weren't you supposed to be helping the Empress get the Ghost Spirit Herb? What are you doing in here?"

'F*ck, this Cloud Spirit was a handful and a half.'

Darryl was all but speechless. Upon some thought, he responded, "The White Tiger King's subordinates have gotten the Ghost Spirit Herb, so they'll give it to us when we leave. This cave looked a little weird, so I thought I'd just come down here to have a look out of curiosity…"

Out of curiosity?

Cloud Spirit obviously did not believe Darryl's words one bit. She scurried ahead to ask sternly, "Tell me the truth. What's wrong with this cave?"

"Why would I come down here if I knew?" Darryl was wrought with annoyance as he forced out a smile. "Since you're down here already, you might as well check it out with me for yourself."

Darryl's face was expressionless as he spoke, but his chest tightened with nerves.

F*ck!

There was going to be a bit of trouble since Cloud Spirit came down. He had to think of a way to shake her off.

Cloud Spirit did not say anything in response. Instead, she scoffed coldly, stalking ahead to get a better look.