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The ultimate husband

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Chapter 2981

The cultivators immediately stopped what they were doing. Their eyes locked onto Chester.

The next second, the leader pointed at Chester and cursed. "Don't be nosy! Do you know

who I am? I'm the Divine wind Sect's third leader, Don! why don't you go around and ask if

anyone here doesn't know my name?"

His accomplices clamored after he said that.

"Get lost!"

"How dare you try to be a hero on our turf? You must have a death wish!"

Don and his people rushed forward and surrounded Chester.

Buzz!

Chester did not panic when he faced threats from Don and his people. He mustered his

internal energy and immediately raised his hand to exude a powerful breath of aura. 1

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Chester's figure whizzed past Don's group like a phantom, and before anyone from that group could respond to the

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attack, a powerful force sent them flying backward. They even spurted blood miserably.

"Get out of here!" Chester spat out the words coldly; he was not in the mood to entertain anyone's nonsense.

"You! How dare you meddle in the Divine wind Sect's affair. Wait right here if you dare!" Don struggled to stand up

as he shouted at Chester. After that, he beckoned to his companions to flee.

In the blink of an eye, the group had disappeared into the night.

Don's threat did not bother Chester at all. The Divine Wind Sect was a petty sect that had no qualms in bullying the

ordinary folks. Chester did not feel threatened at all.

Then, he strolled forward and asked the old man, " Are you okay?"

The old man was grateful. "Thank you, Young Man. But you've rubbed those people from the Divine Wind Sect on

their wrong side. They are unforgiving. You should go!"

The old man sounded sincere, but his eyes showed a hint of cunningness.

The old man was Gath in disguise; the menacing cultivators were not from the Divine Wind Sect. The whole thing

was a trap set by White Horse.

Chester took a deep breath and said with a smile, " Don't worry about it, old Man. I'm not afraid of them. You

probably can't walk for now. I can take you home!

II

Chester was a chivalrous and benevolent man. He sympathized with the crippled old man, and he decided to lend

him a hand.

"That's very kind of you. I can't thank you enough." Gath feigned a grateful look and thanked Chester again and

again.

After that, Gath picked up the herbs scattered on the ground and walked toward a nearby village with Chester

supporting his weight.

Soon, they arrived at a desolated courtyard on the outskirts of the village. Gath smiled and said, "I'm home. My wife

is resting inside. Thank you for taking the trouble to send me home!"

Chester nodded and frowned at the same time.

The weeds in the courtyard were overgrown, and the walls were heavily mottled. The place looked deserted. How

could someone be living in it?

However, Chester did not overthink it. After all, the old man looked poor. If he were doing well, he would not

venture out in the night to gather some herbs.

"I'll help you into the house," Chester said as he helped Gath walk into his house.

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What?

Chester realized that something was wrong when he got into the building. The room was

covered in dust, and the corners were blanketed with cobwebs. It was obvious that the

building had been abandoned for years. Furthermore, it was empty; Gath's wife was

nowhere to be seen.

Chester felt dubious, so he said, "old Man, you— "

Suddenly, he felt a sense of danger from behind him just as he said that.

Buzz!

Gath, who was limping, suddenly raised his palm and hit Chester on his back.

Gath attacked so quickly in such a close distance; Chester's reflex failed to respond in time.

Boom!

A dull rumbling vibration sounded the next second, and Chester groaned as his figure

staggered dozens of steps backward. Finally, he landed on a pile of debris in the yard. His

face had paled.

"You! Who are you?" Chester's eyes locked onto Gath; he was shocked and furious. He had

never expected that the old man would repay his kindness with that. What was even more

surprising was that the old man was a cultivator in disguise.