The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 1490

“Florian, let the competition begin immediately,” the Empress said calmly as she sat to the side.

The Empress glared at Darryl and shook her head. ‘Luca made it to the top ten as a Martial Saint? What a joke!’

“Yes, Your Highness Empress!”

Florian did not speak further when he heard the Empress had spoken. He shouted to both of them on the stage, “Luca, Asher, you may begin.”

As he spoke, Asher held his fist together as he said to the New World Emperor, “Your Majesty, I forfeit this round of the competition!”

When he said that Asher looked determined, although Asher was not happy about it, he had no choice.

‘Luca is from the South Cloud World royal family. My sect still needs their support, so how can I beat him in this competition? Besides, I should feel satisfied that I made it to the finals.’

The entire venue was in an uproar.

‘What…’

‘Asher wanted to give up on the competition?’

‘Shouldn’t Luca be the one to give up?’

At that moment, everyone who was making fun of Darryl stared blankly at Asher with their mouths wide open. They were stunned.

Even the New World Emperor and Florian were stunned and did not know what to say.

‘This…’ The Empress trembled as her head was filled with doubts. ‘How can he give up? Asher would definitely win the battle no matter what!’

They did not expect this to happen. Luca had made it to the next round again!

Although he had given up, he still walked away with his head held high. It was admirable.

Darryl took a deep breath as he saw Asher walking away; he felt conflicted and touched beyond words. Honestly, Darryl had never imagined that Asher would give up.

No matter what, he succeeded in keeping his identity a secret. Asher was a Martial Emperor, and Darryl’s identity would have easily been exposed if they really went into the fight.

Florian looked at Luca, feeling conflicted. He then announced the results of the competition, “Luca won this round! Luca Moonlight proceeds into the top five!”

Darryl did not speak; he just held his fist and bowed to the New World Emperor on the high altar before turning and walking down the stage.

Everyone’s expression was just like Florian’s–confused. They all felt like it was unbelievable.

He was only a Martial Saint cultivator, but he made it to the top five in the martial arts competition. No one would believe it if they did not see it for themselves.