My Waste Husband
Chapter 1102

Chapter 1102

Henry and Flynn were walking on the mountain path.

Flynn did not refute any of Henry's speculations, which indicated that he acquiesced in them.

"Henry, you are too powerful. It's normal someone would try to give you trouble."

Flynn said.

Henry suddenly stopped and said, "Actually, I have one more question. If it's someone from the midmanagement level of Recluse Association, why this person has to kill Ailsa?"

"If I were their target, it would be easier to aim directly at me."

Flynn shook his head with a bitter smile, "I just took over the bishop position. I haven't figured everything out yet."

Henry patted Flynn on the shoulder and said, "Kid, grow up! Can you not relay your dad on everything?"

He then sped up toward the castle of Middleton family.

Hearing that Henry had arrived, the whole castle started to prepare for war. The entrance of the castle was filled with the members of the Middleton Family.

They were standing in two rows. The lines started from the entrance of the castle and went all the way to the entrance of the hall. Every member wore black suits.

When Henry and Flynn reached the gate of the castle, countless eyes looked straight at them.

Being stared at by so many people made Flynn uncomfortable.

Henry, however, looked calm. He had gotten used to a scene like this.

Steadmann stood in front of the huge stone gate of the castle. He walked to Henry and saluted, "Welcome to the Middleton castle. My master has been waiting."

Henry nodded, "Please lead the way."

Steadmann walked in the front, leading the way for Henry and Flynn.

Every meter Henry walked forward, the members of the Middleton family he just passed would turn to follow him. When Henry and Flynn reached the hall, there were a huge number of people behind them.

All of them had an unfriendly face.

Branwyll was sitting in a big chair in the hall. The chair was made of expensive wood. There were strange carvings on the seat, which looked like a tulip. The price of this chair could make one family rich.

Seeing Henry, Branwyll didn't stand up. He laughed, "I didn't know the lord visited me personally. Please forgive me for not welcoming you."

Henry didn't bother to correct Branwyll that he was no longer the King of the City of Hell.

"Master Middleton, I don't like to waste time. Please give you a reasonable explanation."

Henry stared at Branwyll.

There was a weird smile on Branwyll's old face. "Explain?"

"My lord, what explanation do you want?"

"Steadmann had told you everything. We didn't want to harm Ailsa. You want us to apologize to you for something we didn't want to do?"

"You are asking a prestige family with hundreds of years of history to lower our heads for a woman?"

"If that's the case, I can only say that, my lord, you think too highly of yourself."

"Haha!"

Henry suddenly laughed, "I thought that the Middleton Family was going to play the innocent card on me. It seems that the people behind you have given you more confidence than I thought."

Branwyll shook his head, "the King of Hell, you are The King Region of the underground world, but you shouldn't have entered my castle to blame me. When I was conquering the land, you are not born yet."

Henry turned around and looked around. He then said, "It seems that you are not going to deal the problem with me. You are dealing me."

"Which is the same thing."

With a confident look on his face, he hobbled to his feet and said, "Lords of Recluse Association, I'll leave the rest to you."

Hearing what Branwyll had called out, Henry smiled.

But Flynn frowned. He had guessed that Recluse Association had been involved. But it still shocked him when his speculation was confirmed.

Seven people walked out. The one who walked in the front was wearing a red cloak, which meant that he was a commissioner.

Branwyll laughed loudly, "The King of Hell, the Middleton Family had been around for hundreds of years, and it is not something that can be shaken by a junior like you.

The Middleton Family can do whatever we want to people like Ailsa Xiahou."

"It's interesting."

Henry grinned slightly, "Just a Recluse Association can give you so much confidence. As far as I know, Recluse Association shouldn't be involved with the secular world. Right?"

"From what time you guys start to support secular powers?"

"Haha."

A burst of deep laughter was heard. The commissioner in a red cloak walked out from behind Branwyll, "It's not up to you to question how Recluse Association handles things."

"What an attitude!"

Henry glanced at Flynn, "Lucky you are here today. I wouldn't know how to explain it to you if I killed those people. I know you just took over the bishop's position, but you really need to spend more time on disciplining your people."

As soon as Henry finished his words, he turned into a shadow and rushed toward the commissioner.

The commissioner's face changed. Henry's movement was so fast that the commissioner couldn't even see him. But Henry suddenly stopped in front of his face. Someone was standing in Henry's

way.

"Zhang, there's no need to be angry with these nobodies."

The ex-Bishop of Recluse Association of Europe, Bishop Morvyn Gaille, who was in civilian clothes, was standing between Henry and the commissioner.

This was the first time Henry saw Morvyn in civilian clothes.

As soon as the commissioner saw Morvyn, his face changed again. He got down on one knee and said, "Greetings, ex-Bishop."

The rest of Recluse Association members all knelt.

Morvyn had been Bishop of Recluse Association of Europe for years. Most of the members knew him.

As for Flynn, because he just took over, there weren't a lot of people who knew him.

When Branwyll saw the lords who he had put so much faith in knelt to someone, and this person talked to Henry like an old friend, although he didn't know the hierarchy of Recluse Association, Branwyll could sense that it was not a good sign.