When the whole situation was in chaos, Henry took the upper hand with his powerful aura and dominated the whole situation.
A look of dissatisfaction appeared in Kirwen and the others' eyes, but no one opened their mouth to speak.
Because now everyone was very clear about one thing. The person who spoke now was responsible for investigating the murder. There were two difficulties in this matter.
First of all, if the murderer couldn't be found, they would have to bear the pressure from the people from Radiant Island and Sylvia. This was something that none of the Supremacy Masters present were willing to bear. After all, neither Radiant Island nor Sylvia was a match for them alone. It was very difficult for them to survive in this crevice.
The second was that they couldn't find out the identity of the person who had killed Sandey. They were afraid that they would fall into an awkward situation if they failed to find out the truth.
The two men who had just been killed by Heller were arranged by Kirwen and others. Their purpose was only to pour dirty water on Sylvia, but they didn't expect that before Sylvia got angry, Syl would get anxious first, which led to their plan being ruined.
Now that Henry proposed to lead the situation, Kirwen and the others considered the above two points and agreed to give up. In Kirwen's and the others' opinion, what they needed to do next was nothing but to compete with this Syl and Sylvia. It was not a good job, but what they didn't know was the relationship between this Syl and Sylvia.
Henry said, "Since you don't have any opinions, then this matter is decided."
When Henry finished speaking, the purple sword light in his hand dissipated completely.
"From now on, I am in charge of all the matters in Curse City. Whoever makes a sound will be considered as someone who wants to stop me from investigating the murder!"
In the sky, the three True Spirits, black, white, and red, also completely dispersed.
Henry landed on the ground, looked at Zylvia, who was curled up in the corner, and said, "Let's go."
Zylvia stood up, trembling, and followed Henry.
Henry arrogantly shuttled through the tens of thousands of soldiers brought by Sylvia.
Sylvia's adjutant looked at him and felt angry. She said angrily, "General, Syl went too far..." "It doesn't matter." Sylvia shook her head. "Let him be arrogant first. He just wants to take down this Curse City. Haha, it's a good idea, but it's better not to get himself into trouble."
The adjutant still wanted to say something, but Sylvia waved her hand and said, "Retreat!"
The adjutant let out a long sigh and left to issue the order.
Sylvia looked at the direction in which Henry left with a hint of doubt in her eyes.
Henry returned to the hotel with Zylvia. After closing the doors and windows, the timidness on Zylvia's face disappeared and was replaced by calmness.
Henry sat down on the sofa, stretched and asked, "Have you seen what the murderer looks like?"
"No." Zylvia shook her head. "I've been following Sandey since he left the banquet. He died a few minutes after he entered the house. The murderer didn't show up from the beginning to the end. My Lord, how did you know that something would happen to Sandey?"
"Haha, I and Sylvia entered the city today. If nothing happened in the city, it would be really weird. Sandey was the one who stood out today, offended Sylvia, and had a conflict with me. If he didn't die, who would die?" Henry's eyes were full of disdain. "When I grew up, I didn't play any tricks. Now I am being brought out to play. This is what Curse City is like."
Zylvia's face was full of admiration. She couldn't think of this at all. Henry had asked her to follow Sandey before, and she still didn't understand.
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