The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 4835

Motherf*cker!

Just then, Herod's expression looked like he was about to explode. He pointed at Darryl and roared, "From the looks of it, you must have a death wish! Take him down, and break his legs off!"

Who would even dare to disrespect the mighty leader of the Snow Wolf Mountain? How would he live that down, being humiliated by a lowly son-in-law?

Amidst his anger, Herod drew his long sword as he charged in Darryl's direction.

At the same time, the men behind him charged forwards as well.

Hahaha!

Sensing Herod's anger, Darryl was all smiles as he did not fear him one bit as he stood rooted to the spot unmoved.

To think that Herod, the mighty captain of a team of powerful bandits, had fallen into Darryl's trap so easily. What a joke.

"Motherf*cker! I'm going to kill you today no matter what it takes!"

Herod roared loudly as he picked up speed, preparing to stab Darryl and slice him into pieces.

What happened next left Herod completely stunned.

Herod was shocked when he noticed that the chairs in front of him seemed to move as if they were sentient, surrounding him and his men entirely and blocking them off from Darryl.

With every step he took, a chair would move in his way, making it impossible to get out.

The place was haunted.

All at once, Herod was both shocked and anxious. In all his years in the Snow Wolf Mountain, it was the first time he had encountered anything like that.

"You…"

Amidst his fury, Herod was about to call upon his men. When he turned around, he was even more shocked.

All that could be seen was his men completely trapped by the chairs. They seemed to follow them to no end, and there was no way to break out.

"Hoho!"

Darryl stood outside the formation as he chuckled at Herod and his men.

"I think it's karma, sir. You must have done too much evil in your life, and the Stanford ancestors have come alive tonight to punish you. How could they forgive you, trying to do something as terrible as taking their treasure?"

As he spoke, Darryl turned to walk in the direction of the grand hall.

The men there were taken care of, but there were still a few more in the grand hall.

That man was Dmitry Gate, Herod's favorite subordinate.

Darryl flashed a smile and responded, "They've secured the treasure, and they also found a safe in the Stanford household filled with unthinkable riches. They're moving it right now, but there's too much of it, so your captain sent me to ask you guys to come help."

A safe?

At the words, Dmitry's eyes widened. "Really?"

Darryl nodded. "Would I dare lie to you?"

Haha! They had truly struck the jackpot this time.

Seeing as Darryl did not seem to be lying, Dmitry grew excited as he could hardly contain his glee.

Beside them, the Stanfords' expressions were stricken with indignance and fury as they all glowered at Darryl, wanting nothing more than to break his bones.

Derrick was truly a bastard, siding with the bandits. Not only had he helped them find the Stanford treasure, but he had also led them to the safe.

Old Master Stanford was the only person that looked unusually calm. He stared at Darryl, his face flashing with an unreadable expression.

That was because he knew clearly that the Stanfords did indeed hold precious treasure, but there was no safe. Darryl had said that Herod and his men were in the safe, moving out the riches. Could it be that…