My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1186

Henry naturally noticed the woman's gaze, but he did not say anything. His eyes, from beginning to end, were staring in the direction of the entrance of the underground palace.

"Brother Henry, you've really changed." There was admiration and a hint of relief in her eyes. "You've become what you used to be. In your eyes, you've abandoned your relationships and recognized who your enemy is. You've regained your goal. This is what you should look like. You're born to be a king. This is your fate and cannot be changed."

As time went by, the voices in the underground palace became fewer and fewer. Everyone knew that it was getting closer and closer to the time of the trial.

An iron sword flew from the entrance of the underground palace and thrust into the ground. The hilt of the sword trembled.

A sharp aura instantly permeated the entire Inherited Tower.

The people present all looked worried. Verrall was in the Paramount Realm. No one dared to look down upon the power of this sword.

At the entrance, near the heavy stone gate,

Verrall's figure gradually appeared. Joselito followed Verrall, and it could be seen that Joselito's arm was still wrapped with gauze. The wounds left by Henry on his body that day were not yet fully recovered.

Henry was strong enough to heal himself and remove the Sword Qi left in his body by Verrall.

But Joselito's strength was weak. Although Verrall was strong, it was also based on his sword from the Paramount Realm. It was not easy for him to heal Joselito.

"He's coming!"

Cleve, Gardiner, Branley and the other two from the families in the capital all looked solemnly at Verrall, who was slowly walking over.

Although Verrall was slim, the pressure he exerted was stronger than that of all the people present. The representatives of the forces who did not know Verrall's identity were all wondering who this person was. They had never heard of such a master before.

Only Cesia was not affected from the beginning to the end. Her eyes were always focused on Henry. Even when Verrall's sword was sharp, she was still staring at Henry, as if the man in front of her was her whole world.

"Senior Verrall, please take a seat." Gardiner made a gesture of invitation to the two chairs opposite him.

Verrail nodded and sat down on the chair.

Joselito came over, but he didn't sit down obediently. Instead, he immediately noticed that Cesia was in front of him, which made his eyes light up. He kept looking at this beautiful woman. When he saw that this beautiful woman's eyes had always been fixed on Henry, his resentment against Henry deepened!

Verrall then turned his gaze to Dragon Bone.

Dragon Bone shook his head and said, "I don't agree with you. The descendant of the Western Xia has little knowledge of the world. There is an old saying that goes 'the one who doesn't know should not be punished'. I think, if he didn't know about such rules, we can forgive him. After all, what he faced at that time was the well-known King of Hell. According to the information I got, the descendant of the Western Xia didn't even kill an ant in his life. The King of Hell, however, has killed countless people in his life. It's inevitable for him to be nervous when facing such people."

"Haha, Dragon Bone, your Alvin League is talking nonsense." Cleve said, "The person that Joselito was dealing with wasn't the King of Hell!"

"That's hard to say." Dragon Bone shook his head, then got up, looked at Joselito and said, "The descendant of Western Xia, tell me, did you use Qi because you felt the existence of the King of Hell and were oppressed by his aura?"

Joselito was not a smart person, but he was not a fool. How could he not figure out the situation? He immediately nodded and said, "Yes, it's true."

"Look." Dragon Bone spread out his hands. "I guess that it should be the King of Hell who deliberately put pressure on the Western Xia's descendant, causing him to be unable to bear the pressure. After all, the difference in strength between the two is too great. So, instead of letting me believe that the Western Xia's descendant, who hasn't killed an ant in his life, would attack ordinary people, I prefer to believe in the other possibility. The King of Hell intentionally oppressed the Western Xia's descendant and forced him to do so. He has another purpose!"

Gardiner sneered, "Dragon Bone, do you think anyone will believe your statement?"

"Believe it or not, I don't care." Dragon Bone curled his lips. "I'm just stating my stance."