My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1064

Dalton looked at the man who appeared behind Flynn. Yesterday, it was this man who brought him shame and humiliation. It was this man who treated him like a fool. It was all because of this man.

The rest of the candidates also noticed Henry, who jumped onto the arena. They too knew about what had happened the day before. This person was on Robbin's side. They did not understand why this follower had suddenly appeared on the arena.

The audience began making noises when they saw Henry on the arena.

"Why did Robbin's follower go up there?"

"No idea. Robbin can't possibly not know the rules. The battle royale for this round is for individual fights."

"What's going on with this follower?"

Hebor, who stood high up above, yelled, "Andrew! Does this subordinate jailer of yours not know any rules? The arena is no place for him to be! Order him down this instant!"

Hebor's voice boomed like a thunder, everyone could hear it clearly.

"Oh, so this guy's just a jailer."

"And I thought he was some big shot."

"A jailer who doesn't know his place in this world. How dare he enter the arena with the candidates, who does he think he is?"

Caspar yelled, "Henry, get your ass down from there. Who are you to step up there?"

With a pretentious frown, Andrew joined in and said, "Henry, I get that you're new to the Recluse Association, so maybe you're not familiar with the rules yet. You're a jailer. There's a huge difference of status between you and those who are eligible to stand on the ring. That isn't somewhere you can be right now. Get down here."

"Get down? Why should I?" Henry stood atop the arena and looked down at Andrew.

"You don't have the right to be up there," he said. "Do I have to repeat myself?"

"The right? Since yesterday up till now, you have told me so much about rights, but... whether or not I have the right to stand here is not up to you. Sackcloth Visitor!" Henry turned his head to look at the person sitting in the armchair in the air. "Tell him, do I have the right to stand here?"

Sackcloth Visitor?

A bad feeling welled up in his heart all of a sudden.

Sackcloth Visitor laughed out loud and said, "Ha, ha, ha! Henry is the successor of the Asian continent appointed by my Lord. If he does not have the right to stand there, who else does?"

Sackcloth Visitor's replied stunned not only the ones in the arena but also those in the audience, Flynn included.

Even Morvyn and Hebor did not expect that the successor of the Asian Continent turned out to be Henry!

Morvyn looked at Henry, who was standing on the stage, and could not help but laugh and said, "Impressive, Henry, impressive. You may be about the same age as my son, yet these methods of yours leave me with so much admiration for you. You probably have been chosen to be the successor of the Asian Continent a long time ago. You specifically dragged me in to participate in these matters. Looks like you have already been prepared to stir trouble from the very beginning. Originally, the Asian continent was always superior to the other six continents. All that trouble you have created, you had been scheming to completely stir us all up, looks like I really underestimated you!"

Below the arena, Andrew and Caspar were in a complete daze. He was a candidate from the Asian Continent!

The Asian Continent had always been superior to the other continents. To become a successor of the Asian Continent, very few in the Recluse Association could uphold such status!

A cheeky grin stretched across Henry's face. "I can't hear you. Answer me loudly!"

Andrew's eyes were filled with hatred. He screamed, "Yes, you do!"

Henry nodded and said, "Good boy."

This praise led to outbursts of laughter.

After saying those words, Andrew lowered his head and squeezed his way into the crowd, never saying another word again.

The dozen or so commanders who had appeared last night had terrible looks over their faces at that moment. They had thought that they would only be dealing with a measly jailer who wanted to benefit off Morvyn. Unexpectedly for them, the jailer suddenly turned into the successor of the Asian continent!

In the arena, Dalton's face turned miserable.

At that moment, the bell of the Holy City rang once more. It was 10 o'clock, and the third round of the selection was about to begin.

Morvyn announced, "The third round will be a battle royale. No one is allowed to take anyone's life on purpose! If you fall off the arena or lose your ability to fight, it will be considered as a loss. And now, the selection... begins!"

The moment Morvyn finished his sentence, another voice rang just as they were about to start battling.

"All of you, don't move just yet."