My Waste Husband novel Chapter 728

Many people from the underground forces secretly heaved a sigh of relief the moment the Silver Visitor left. Although the man did not deliberately impose any pressure on them, his presence here made them feel as though they could not breathe. This feeling would only appear in the face of experts who far surpassed them.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier.

"Hahaha!" Freud laughed out loud. "Old friends from ancient kungfu families, we came from the same root hundreds of years ago. Now that we haven't seen each other for so long, our mutual understanding has become lower and lower. How about this, let's put on an act first."

As Freud spoke, he winked at a young man behind him. "Kieran, go and greet the seniors."

The young man named Kieran Su was about 22 years old, 1.8 meters tall, and handsome. He slightly bowed and said, "Yes, Master."

Kieran stepped forward, glanced at the people present, and said with a smile, "Everyone, Kieran from the Su clan is here to ask for your advice!"

"You're being rude!" Freud shouted. "You are standing here and asking for advice from who? Do you want to fight in front of the seniors?"

"It's Kieran's fault for being rude." Kieran slightly bowed, and then slapped towards the parterre in the middle of the circle.

Under Kieran's movement, countless branches were broken inch by inch, and a large open space was cleared out. Kieran walked to the centre of the forest and said again, "Kieran, from the Su clan, comes to ask for your advice!"

Among the many underground forces present, those who were able to appear here today were all leaders. However, none of them dared to accept Kieran's challenge. The ability Kieran just showed was enough to crush them.

They finally understood why the extremely powerful Radiant Island had sunk into the bottom of the sea overnight. Although the Emperor of Hell was powerful, he did not have the power to fly in the air like an immortal.

"Let me do it!" A young man of the Ji family jumped out, gritting his teeth.

"Ha." Kieran chuckled at him.

"What are you laughing at?" The young man from the Ji family shouted.

Kieran's face was full of disdain, and he spat out lightly, "Trash."

It was nine o'clock in the evening. The whole capital city was covered by a dark curtain. The continuous drizzle of the whole day made people feel depressed. When people returned home, they turned on the TV and nestled on the sofa, watching TV.

On a rainy night, six people stepped in the rain, and their faces were covered by black umbrellas.

Occasionally, pedestrians on the way to take shelter from the rain saw these six people and they all seemed to have seen a ghost and ran away with big steps. There was a trace of airflow on the tracks of these six people. If you looked carefully, the rainwater would cut to the sides when it fell on less than one centimetre away from their umbrellas.

In the forest.

Kieran stood in the forest with a proud face. By his side, there had been seven disciples of kungfu families. All seven of them, without exception, couldn't stand one move from him.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Sylvia, who was sitting behind Freud, suddenly stood up and said.

Freud didn't even look at Sylvia. Instead, he was staring at the stage with a smile on his face.

"Ah, I'm so bored. I will go to the bathroom!" Joshua Zhu stretched and stood up. He said to Freud at the same time, "Old Su, that girl from your clan looks good. Why don't we connect our two clans?"

"Haha." Freud laughed out loud. "Head of the Zhu clan, you must have this thought. I, Freud Su, have to reject that offer unfortunatelly."

"Old Su, let's talk about this. My unfilial son is about to get married." Joshua waved to Freud and then strode away.