My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1010

"Henry, you and I are both under the command of my lord. What you are doing now seems a bit inappropriate. At that time, it was Andrew who promised to reward you, so you were able to go in and rescue people. Why did you take all the credit for saving people this time?"

Jilisa let out a soft laugh.

"Brother, did Andrew send you to save me?" Flynn looked at Henry.

Henry smiled without saying anything. Henry and Andrew had already offended each other in that hotel. If Flynn and the bishop hadn't shown up in time, they would have fought.

Now there were some obstacles in Andrew's way. Henry could totally foresee what was going to happen. He had experienced many things like this in his life.

Flynn looked at Henry's expression and said, "Brother, I don't care if you were arranged to save me by someone else. I only know that if it weren't for you, I would have died many times."

"Alas." Henry shook his head and said, "What a polite child. Flynn, you've studied our culture. Do you know where there are people..."

"There is a new world!" Flynn immediately followed Henry's words and said, "Brother, do you mean that someone is waiting for us here today?"

"Wow, why is the smell of gunpowder so strong here? As soon as I entered the door, I could sense a humble bloodline." The door of the restaurant was pushed open. A young man, who was nearly two metres tall, wearing a vest and body full of muscles, came in and looked at Henry. When he saw Flynn, the man immediately changed his words. "Hey, I seem to have said something wrong. The good-for-nothing who changed his nationality is also here. They are of the same bloodline."

As soon as the man entered the door, Flynn frowned and whispered to Henry, "Brother, this is Bishop Hebor's disciple. His name is Dalton Croy. Bishop Hebor has always been at odds with my father."

Behind Dalton was a thin and small figure, who looked like Dalton. When this figure raised his head, one could see that he looked like a typical Chinese man.

"I say, Dalton, the one behind you seems to have that bloodline as well." Jilisa chuckled and said, "Including him, there should be three people with the bad blood here."

"Jilisa, don't talk nonsense." The person behind Dalton laughed. "I've already broken away from that bloodline. My name is Wyck Denzel. Don't put me together with those lower-class people."

After entering the restaurant, Dalton strode toward Henry and Flynn. When he was three metres away from them, Dalton suddenly stopped and grinned at Flynn, saying, "Trash, I thought you died in purgatory. I didn't expect you to be so lucky. But the good thing is that I was still thinking that three months later, I won't be able to humiliate anybody. But since you came out of prison alive, I can humiliate you. Haha."

At the same time, at the edge of the town.

Bishop Morvyn and Andrew walked slowly around the edge of the brook.

"And, this guy, does he have a big conflict with you?" said Morvyn.

"Yes." Andrew nodded.

"Ha." Morvyn looked in the direction of the restaurant in the centre of the town and said, "You have arranged a lot of people. It seems that you don't want him to leave so easily."

"Morvyn Gaille, long time no see." Hebor smiled at him and said, "I heard that your son came out of the purgatory alive. Congratulations!"

Morvyn nodded and said, "Indeed! In this case, the election will be held again in three months. Hebor, you also have a chance to leave that barren mountain and choose some other places to live, for example, Europe."

"Oh, my old friend Morvyn. Don't say that." Hebor put on an exaggerated expression. "How can I covet your position? I like my life so much. Carefree. It's exactly what I want."

"Really?" Morvyn looked at him and said, "If what you said is true, my subordinates won't serve you. I'm very curious about what method you would use."

With no fear in his eyes, Andrew looked directly into the eyes of Morvyn. He slowly moved behind Hebor.

Hebor put away the scripture in his hand and said, "My old friend Morvyn, you are too pedantic. Your people don't want to follow you, so they will choose me. Is this simple enough?"

Morvyn snorted and said, "All in all, you've been completely clouded by profits. Andrew, I don't care what you're thinking about. Even if you think my branch will lose in three months, but at the moment I am still in charge. You can control the lives and deaths of your guards. But don't forget, your life or death is also under my control. If you want to do something, I advise you to wait and don't forget the rules. If you break the rules, I'll kill you immediately. Three months later, if I'm really out of power, you can do whatever you want."

"Of course, My lord." Andrew bowed and said, "I will certainly set an example and will not break the rules so easily. Of course, my subordinates must obey the rules. If someone doesn't obey the rules, I will exercise my rights. My Lord, you can't blame me."

After saying that, he sneered and looked in the direction of the restaurant.