The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 5905

Most importantly, Veron interrupted Divine Farmer's sleep.

"Sir!"

Veron was anxious when she saw that. She knelt at the door, pleading, "Sir, please help me in saving him. If he dies, I really don't know what to do in the future."

Tears streamed down Veron's cheeks as she spoke.

However, the more she behaved like that, the more disgusted Divine Farmer was. At that time, he did not want to say anything else. "If you want to kneel, just kneel."

Divine Farmer shut the door and returned to his room to rest as soon as he finished speaking.

Veron could not hide her disappointment in the face of that situation. She sobbed even more. She would have made a scene if it had been before, but after going through so much, she had matured.

She did not dare to act recklessly, especially when she thought Bowen was still in the family's private room and only Divine Farmer could save him.

Veron kept kneeling with determination in her eyes after crying for a while.

She did not believe that the respected Divine Farmer would be so ruthless and refuse to help.

Time passed.

Soon, it was midnight.

Veron had knelt for more than ten hours. Her legs were sore and numb, and she was almost unconscious, but she still did not move.

Divine Farmer had just awoken from his nap at the time. He slowly exited his room and prepared to go fishing by the lake.

Divine Farmer had a hobby. He liked fishing at night.

Huh?

However, when he opened the door, he noticed that Veron was still kneeling. He was taken aback.

The girl was still there?

She was too stubborn.

When she saw Divine Farmer, Veron was also happy. She quickly shouted, "sir."

Divine Farmer nodded calmly and asked, "Who are you trying to save?"

"He is a member of the Raksasa Tribe." Replied Veron quickly.

On the other side, the Wudang sect.

Prince Auten was half-leaning on a bench in the side hall of the sect leader's exclusive lounge, eyes closed for rest.

Then, a disciple quickly walked in and said respectfully, "Sect Master, a few patrolling disciples found a letter outside the mountain gate. It has your name on it, but I don't know who sent it."

The disciple handed him a letter as he spoke.

Prince Auten frowned and accepted the letter, motioning for the disciple to leave. Then he slowly unfolded the letter.

Others could not see it, but Prince Auten could tell the letter was from John.

When he saw the letter's contents, Prince Auten's expression changed. He could not help but mutter to himself, "Idiot! Useless idiot."

Prince Auten was livid.