The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 200

Read The Ultimate Husband [by Skykissing wolf] Chapter 200 – There were two cups of tea, fragrance wafting in the air.

A man sat opposite Drake. The man looked like he could be in either his thirties or his fifties. Wearing a Taoist robe, with a topknot on his head, this man seemed just, yet there was an ambiguous devilish aura to him as well.

This man was Brian Cunningham, also known as Priest Brian to others.

“My fellow priest, it is a huge honor to have you grace us with your presence,” Drake said, lifting a cup to him in salute.

Two days ago, Drake sent a message to Brian. He expected Brian to arrive a few days later only for him to turn up unexpectedly the next day.

Brian smiled and waved his hands, he said, “With our friendship, there is no need to be polite. What urgent matters have you summoned me here for? ”

Drake took a deep breath, then said, “I want the entire Darby clan to start cultivating.” As he said that, he fumed with rage at Darryl for the commotion he caused previously.

Brian’s eye sparkled, he laughed and said, “Do continue.”

Drake smiled bitterly, he said, “My fellow priest, the thing is, I have a favor to ask of you. As you know, to be a cultivator, you need the Spiritual Elixir. I have a few hundred family members in the Darby clan, hence I’d need a few hundred pills of the Spiritual Elixir…”

He faltered, then continued, “My fellow priest, if you were to help me obtain the Spiritual Elixirs, I will do anything that you ask of me.”

Brian pondered for a while with gleaming eyes. He replied slowly, “Alright, I will help you on one condition.”

Drake said joyfully, “Anything!” As long as the entire family could practice cultivation, he would agree to anything.

Brian laughed, he said, “Don’t agree so hastily, this thing that I ask of you is not that simple.”

Drake frowned.

Brian took a sip of tea, then he said, “I want the entire Darby clan to join the Eternal Life Palace sect.”

The cafe was currently full, but everyone spoke in hushed tones. When Darryl arrived, Megan had been waiting for him for quite some time.

“Darryl here!” Megan signaled to Darryl.

Megan looked extremely gorgeous today, she was wearing bell-bottom jeans that hugged her tight figure.

“Excuse me, what are you ogling at, ” Megan said with displeasure. She has never met anyone who gawked at her so directly before.

“Nothing, nothing.” Darryl dismissed. He asked, “ What’s up?”

“My good brother, I need a favor from you,” Megan replied impatiently.

She did not intend to call him my good brother—it was a Freudian slip.