Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel 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.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

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