My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1223

Henry turned around, and he posed his fingers in the shape of an eagle claw, aiming at the neck of the person sitting in the back seat.

The Taoist didn't try to move away from Henry's attack on his throat.

"It's you!" Henry loosened his grip when he saw the face of the Taoist.

"Haha," the man laughed hoarsely, "You didn't expect to see me here?"

"You don't say," Henry shook his head and dispersed the Qi shield. He looked at the man in the back seat and said, "It's strange. I can't feel your Qi. Sackcloth Visitor, are you getting more powerful?"

The person sat in the back seat of Henry's car was no other than Sackcloth Visitor. Back in the days, he was one of the three main stars, the star of Qisha.

Sackcloth Visitor shook his head and said, "My power is indeed changed. It's not getting better, but worse."

Henry frowned. He grabbed Sackcloth Visitor's wrist and pressed his fingers on Sackcloth Visitor's vein. After feeling Sackcloth Visitor's pulses for a couple of seconds, Henry was surprised, "How can it be? I can't read any Qi inside of you, and your pulse is so slow. You n

are...

"...a normal old man, right?" Sackcloth Visitor finished Henry's sentence with a smile on his face.

Henry took a deep breath and asked, "What happened?"

"I was disabled by Martial Emperor," Sackcloth Visitor said with a relaxed expression, "You should know that Martial Emperor came the other day."

"He disabled you?"

"Yeah," Sackcloth Visitor nodded, "The Lord gave me the order to stop the reappearance of Western Xia's inheritance, no matter the cost. Martial Emperor couldn't stop me from destroying the inheritance, so he disabled me. I wanted to have a chat with you. You've reached the Divine Realm, and you are qualified as tier four. I believe that Recluse Association will summon you to Recluse World very soon."

"The Recluse World?" Henry was puzzled. "Is it another micro world?"

"Yes," Sackcloth Visitor nodded, "It's a rather developed micro world. Its society already developed into a set of rules. The population there is around three hundred thousand. They have their own parties and factions. You'll see when you are there."

Henry said dubiously, "So you came all the way to give me a rundown of Recluse World?"

"Of course not," Sackcloth Visitor shook his head, "I want to give you a warning. Someone in the upper level of the Recluse Association is trying to harm you, and they have sent people to investigate the things you've done when you were younger. So please be careful. I also suggest you go to Recluse World before they summon you. It's a complicated place."

Henry's face suddenly darkened, "Background checking me?"

"Yes, they are digging up the things you've done. Someone will use them at your disadvantage. I suggest you gather your team as soon as possible. I'm afraid I can't help you any further, considering my current status," Sackcloth Visitor shook his head. He took a look at his hands helplessly.

"You've helped me enough," Henry sighed, "Do you need me to arrange anything for you?"

"No, I'll be fine," Sackcloth Visitor waved his hand, "There are some places that I haven't visited for a long time, and I finally have the time to go. After they disabled the Sea of Qi, I don't think I can stay alive for very long. You know what? I have reached the reconciliation. I have done many bad things when I was young. To be able to return to my hometown is a form of generosity for me. By the way, I'm really curious about one thing."

"What else did the author write?" Henry took over Ranjeet's cell phone. He couldn't believe it was only a coincidence.

"Google it yourself. I'm still reading," Ranjeet took his cell phone back, "Read it from your own phone."

Henry took out his cell phone and searched the novel Ranjeet was reading. He saw exactly what he had heard from Ranjeet.

Henry's face was gloomy. He made a phone call, "Can you check someone for me? and where did the person get the inspiration for the novel?"

Hanging up the phone, Henry grabbed Ranjeet by the collar and said, "Stop reading those trash. Tell me about your ancestral land." "There's nothing to tell about my ancestral land? Brother, I was reading this novel. I didn't get any investment this afternoon, so I think I'm not cut out to be a businessman. My new goal is to do radio play."

"You'd better stay in business," Henry held Ranjeet's collar and said. Henry dragged Ranjeet to the restaurant.

Food worked on Ranjeet like a charm. Ranjeet answered all of Henry's questions while eating.

Henry asked all the questions he could think of. Although Ranjeet didn't know the answer to most of Henry's questions, Henry still got a general idea of the ancestral land of Loulan through Ranjeet's answers.

The ancestral land of Loulan was located in the desert. But the land was a rare oasis. There were about seventeen hundred people who lived on that land, and they barely communicated with the outside world.

Ranjeet told Henry that their lifelong responsibility was to guard the Loulan inheritance. The seniors have told the tale that there are scary ghosty things under the inheritance. Ranjeet was too scared to ask for details. So he couldn't give Henry a better answer on that part.

Life in the Ancestral Land of Loulan was an ordeal of routines. But such life was brought to a complete stop when Alvin League showed up.