Chapter 1012
Wyck''s eyes were filled with disbelief. He wasn''t surprised at Henry''s strength, but he simply
couldn''t believe that this little jailer would dare to attack him! What right did he have? He was one of
Lord Dalton''s men!
Wyck gritted his teeth. "You..."
Pa!
Another p on the Wyck''s face.
"I said, shut up." Henry shook his wrist. "Listen to me."
Wyck was struck so hard that he couldn''t wrap his mouth around it, but he shut it up
subconsciously.
Henry raised his hand and pped Wyck in the face.
"You keep saying that we''re despicable, but you don''t know that you''re the one who''s despicable."
After Henry scolded him, he gave him another p.
"Every nation has the glory of its own. This kind of glory is something that no one can insult. You
deserve to be beaten."
After the two consecutive ps, not to mention Wyck, even Dalton was standing by the side,
watching in a daze.
Henry waved his hand again.
"p! p! p!"
Three continuous crisp sounds rang out on Wyck''s face. "This time, there is no reason for beating
you. I just want to hit you. If you don''t ept it, try to fight back."
Henry put his hands into his trouser pockets and smiled.
Wyck''s body started to shake slowly. The burning pain on his face kept stimting him.
The look in Wyck''s eyes was gradually filled with killing intent, and a huge mantis appeared behind
him.
"I''m going, I''m going to kill you!" Wyck roared.
"ording to the rules of the Recluse Association, if you want to kill me, can I kill you in self-
defence?" Henry bared his teeth, and his hand in his right pocket was stretched out like lightning,
directly grabbing hold of Wyck''s throat.
The mantis that had just appeared behind Wyck also instantly dispersed.
Wyck clenched his fists and wanted to fight back, but he was horrified to find that his own qi could
not be gathered. On the other side''s big hand, there was a surging force that constantly emerged
and locked all the Qi in his body.
"This..." Wyck''s eyes widened. He didn''t believe that this was a jailer''s strength. It was too terrifying!
Jilisa, who had been watching the battle in the corner, suddenly stood up at this moment and
roared, "Henry Zhang, you''ve crossed the line! Wyck just said some harsh words and didn''t do
anything to you. Your actions are deliberately damaging the rtions in the guild."
Dalton, frightened by the strength shown by Henry, also reacted in time. "Yes, you are just a jailer
under Andrew''smand, and you directly attack my men. Do you know what this means? Now, I
command you to let go of a disciple of Bishop Hebor!"
Henry was not swayed by Dalton''s words. He was still pinching Wyck''s throat.
With both feet off the ground, the look on Wyck''s face had be exceptionally hard to look at.
"I told you to let him go, didn''t you hear me?!" Dalton roared again.
The owner of the restaurant came out of the kitchen and looked into the hall. He said with a rxed
face, "Remember, don''t mess with my stuff, or I''ll be rude."
"Of course," Henry replied with a smile. "The 70- year old cutlery from thest century. There aren''t
many left. If you break one of them, there''ll be one less in this world. Of course, we''ll take good care
of it."
Hearing this, the restaurant owner''s eyes lit up. "You know this?"
"I know a little bit. When you''re free, we can talk." Henry responded and looked back at Wyck.
The restaurant owner nodded and said, "Well, it''s been a long time since I''ve met a young man as
knowledgeable as you. If there''s a chance,e to my ce more often."
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After the owner of the restaurant finished speaking, he picked up a clean te and wiped it carefully
with a brand-new cloth.
"Henry Zhang, you are so arrogant!" A shout came from outside the restaurant. Andrew pushed
open the door of the restaurant, strode in, and shouted, "As a prison guard, you attacked Bishop
Hebor''s men. Who gave you so much right? Let him go! You vited the rules of the Recluse
Association, and I can kill you now!"
"Okay, okay." Henry shrugged his shoulders and loosened his grip on Wyck''s hand.
Wyck let out a burst of rapid, dry coughs.
Andrew strode over to Henry and said, "Henry, you''re too reckless and disregard the rules of the
Recluse Association. If it weren''t for the fact that you''ve rendered meritorious service, I would have
taken your life right away! I''ve got another matter to ask you. This time, I''ve sent a total of 30 people
to enter purgatory to look for Robin. Now that you''re the only one who hase out, where are the
other 29 people? Including what happened this time, you reported it directly to the bishop. In your
eyes, do you still have me as your master?"
Henry smiled and did not say anything. Whether it was Jilisa or Andrew, they all wanted to send a
message to Flynn that Henry was following the order to rescue Flynn.
Seeing that Henry was silent, Andrew continued to say, "Henry, do you think you can rely on
someone to back you up? I''m telling you, as long as I am in charge, you will always be a jailer. Don''t
make me see you as an enemy. This is the Recluse Association, not a ce where you can act
wildly!"
After saying that, he turned to Dalton and said, "The people under me don''t know how to behave
properly. Please don''t get offended."
Dalton snorted coldly. "Andrew Garfield, the people below you should be disciplined. You have
direct responsibility. This time, I won''t haggle with you. Next time, it won''t be so easy."
"Don''t worry. There won''t be a next time." He patted his chest and promised.
Dalton said to Henry, "Boy, you should be careful in the future! You are just a prison guard. Wyck,
let''s go."
"Yes." Wyck lowered his head, followed Dalton, and walked out of the restaurant.
After giving a warning look to Henry, Andrew turned around and left.
Flynn stood there, looking anxious.
"Elder brother, I''m going to find my dad now and tell him to talk to Andrew!"
As soon as Flynn finished speaking, he heard a voiceing from outside the restaurant. The
voice was gentle and made people feel particrlyfortable.
"You two can eat whatever you want, but don''t talk nonsense. Come out."
"Hey." The restaurant owner, who was wiping the tes, suddenly looked up and said, "Bishop
Morvyn is here. It''s my honour. Why don''t youe in and have a seat?"
"No need." Morvyn''s voice continued toe from outside the restaurant. "The tableware inside is
from a rare collection. If I identally break a few of them, I wouldn''t be able to afford them. |''d
better stand outside and feel more rxed."
Henry and Flynn looked at each other and then walked out of the restaurant.
As soon as they got out of the restaurant, they saw the white-robed Morvyn standing at the door.