What Happens in Chapter 1062 – From the Book My Waste Husband
Dive into Chapter 1062, a pivotal chapter in My Waste Husband, written by Adela. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Romance fiction.
More than a dozen commanders stood in front of him, which was why Andrew had such an air of confidence.
"Do you think that Bishop Morvyn could really protect you?" He asked again.
"How ignorant!" Caspar laughed aloud.
"Henry, just mull over it." Andrew patted Henry on the shoulder. "The gap between our status is something you can't make up for. If we wanted to take your life, we'd have countless ways of doing that. If you know what's for the best, you'd hand over whatever I know that's in your possession. Otherwise, here's a little message for you, you and that little Radiant Island of yours shall disappear from this world. And as for what comes next... haha."
Caspar continued. "The death of a jailer will not be taken seriously. Remember, status will forever be an insurmountable chasm, got it? Look at the person in front of you. Remember us well. Every one of us could kill you as easily as squeezing a mouse to death."
Henry's eyes swept across every single commander in front of him. On these people's faces, Henry saw expressions of scorn, disdain, and contempt.
"Remember this, the gap between you and me is most insurmountable." After dropping this sentence on Henry, he disappeared in the passage with his many commanders.
"Status..." Henry murmured, a smile formed at the corners of his mouth.
When Henry returned to the ghost market, he saw that Flynn was no longer waiting at the same spot. Henry looked around and noticed that many avoided eye contact with him upon noticing him. This discovery made Henry realised something terrible had happened.
After a moment of thought, Henry's eyes locked on to a private club, then he proceeded to head over to it.
It was still brightly lit in the Holy City, even at a time like that.
However, shadows lurked wherever the sun shone. In a dark corner of the Holy City, Flynn got up from the ground with a bloodied body. He looked at the man and woman in front of him and said, "Wyck, Jilisa, don't you fear not being able to walk out of this Holy City alive if you kill me today?"
Flynn wiped away blood from the corner of his mouth as he looked at the two people in front of him.
Wyck's expression was dark. The incident that happened humiliated him completely. If it were not for the man in front of him, all of that would not have happened.
The long, red-haired Jilisa, covered her mouth and laughed. She said, "Master Gaille, why can't we get out alive after you're dead? Lord Morvyn would no longer be the bishop of this area anymore after tomorrow anyway."
Flynn stared straight at Jilisa and said, "Looks like Andrew is totally prepared to betray my father."
"No, no, no." Jilisa wagged her finger and said, "Master Gaille, how could this be called betrayal? There is a saying in Yan Xia that goes like this, 'smart birds choose the best trees as their home'. Andrew just made the best choice he could."
"Is Heborthe best choice in your mind?" Flynn said while secretly observing his surroundings, trying to find every possibility of escape. "Do you know why Hebor had to watch over the Antarctic? If he really had the capability to reside Europe, he would have done that long ago!"
"Whether or not Lord Hebor has that capability, I'm not sure." Wyck spoke. "However, Lord Dalton would definitely have this capability in the future. There's no need for you to worry about the future, Robin. Now I'll let you choose, how would you like to die?
Hmm?"
As Wyck spoke, he waved his hand fiercely and a shadow of a cobra shot directly at Flynn.
"It's impossible! How did you possibly find is?" Wyck's pupils contracted the moment he caught sight of Henry. The memory of him being slapped continuously by Henry back in Foothold Town was still fresh in his mind. When faced with this man, Wyck felt weak and defenceless.
"Nothing is impossible." Henry casually waved his hand and a round object rolled to the foot of Wyck.
"This is..." Wyck stared at the object that rolled towards him, and then the hairs of his entire body stood. "Claudia! You..."
"They'd naturally tell you everything if you slaughter them all." Henry said with a relaxed look.
Jilisa took a step forward and said, "Looks like you're very confident with yourself. So you think you can save Robbin? It's good that you're here too, this saves me the trouble of hunting you down after I'm done here. I'll chop off your limbs today. I'll just ask all about whatever Lord Andrew wants to know slowly."
Henry shrugged his shoulders and said, "Usually, I would like to play a little more with you. After all, I have never met many experts at the late stage of Transformation. I am very curious about your methods of attack, but today, I'm sorry that I'm really not in the mood, so may you please..."
As soon as the words came out of Henry's mouth, his entire physical body transformed into a phantom. When he appeared again, he was already in front of Jilisa. The distance between them was no more than ten centimetres.
Jilisa's pupils suddenly contracted. She did not even get to clearly see how or when he had appeared in front of her.
"Just die first," Henry said softly with a grin, baring a row of white teeth at Jilisa. Just as Henry spoke, a shadow of a tiger pounced from the back of Henry and opened its jaws wide to bite down on Jilisa's head.
"So you've long surpassed the early stage of Qi-concentrating Realm..." Jilisa's entire body crumbled forward with a loud thump before she could finish her sentence.
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