The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 2475

Chapter 2475

''Don't worry, you only need to lead the way. I will niake sure that you receive an appropriate aniount of coniniission once we are  done hunting  those Black Sand Pythons,'' Lillian added hurriedly, noticing his hesitation.

Seeing the sincerity in her expression, Darryl didn't have the heart to refuse and nodded. ''Okay!''

''Leader!'' Otis yelled. ''This nian is obviously useless, how could he possibly lead the way for us? He is probably going to run before the Black Sand pythons even show up.''

''Yeah, just look at what he is wearing. What help could he possibly be?''

''We should just go on our own,'' said the others as they all nodded in agreenient.

Lillian frowned at the coninients of her subordinates, visibly agitated. ''Are you the leader or am I? My decision is final, shut your niouths, '' said Lillian in a harsh tone. Seeing that she was irritated, Otis and the others refrained froni saying anything else but were still casting glances of contempt at Darryl.

A few niinutes later, the group were slowly beginning to enter into the depths of the Valley of Death, following Darryl's lead. Lillian and her nien were amazed and uneasy at the saII1e time as they were exposed to the niysterious doniain that was clearly filled with danger for the first time.

Lillian picked up the pace to walk by Darryl's side and said, ''Oh, I still don't know your name.''

''Darren Derby!'' Darryl paused for a moment before replying calmly. The nanie came to his mind without much thought to it. After all, it's analias he had been using. If he was being honest, Darryl was dying to reveal his true identity, but refrained at last under consideration of how he looked at the moment. How embarrassing would it be for someone to know that the man who looked like a common beggar right now was indeed the famous Darryl Darby?

They soon arrived in the area covered in poisonous fog as they spoke. Darryl immediately stopped and turned to Lillian and the others, trying to warn them. After all, Darryl might be able to walk past the fog easily, but to these people of the Blood Thorn Mercenary Team that ranked at the level of Martial Saint on average, the fog could be lethal. Just as he was about to say something, he paused in shock as he caught sight of what Lillian and the others were doing. Each IT1ember began pulling out helmets from their backpacks and putting them on.

Darryl couldn't help but let out a laugh at the sight. It had seemed like the Nine Continents had truly prospered in the three years he was gone, and technology had now become one with cultivation. Darryl instinctively noticed that the helmets were made of unique materials that would hold against the poisonous fog. Even so, they would still have to be mindful of the duration of their stay, in case their helmets cave before the corrosive fog.