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The ultimate husband

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Chapter 5119

Goliry did not mind if Andres chose to fight Angera. Darryl, on the other hand, was still

imprisoned inside the monastery. He was an important guest of Lady Tigas, so she needed

to ensure that no one from the North Sea Galaxy would find out about that.

Goliry was not one to back down easily, but it was best to avoid complications in that

situation. She only wanted Andres to make those people leave. Goliry had no idea Andres

had lied. Angera preferred to rest inside the monastery than leave, as Andres suggested.

Angera's frustration grew as Andres interrupted. However, he did not allow it to control

him. He kept his cool and asked Goliry, "You don't look like you are a member of the

Belladonna Palace. Which sect are you from?"

Angera, as the Great Elder of the North Sea Galaxy, knew it was better to gather more

information before acting rashly.

Andres quickly winked at Goliry and shook his head to signal that she should not respond

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to Angera. Goliry frowned as she observed Andres' efforts. She ignored him because she

was a proud and honest person who disliked concealing her identity. "Goliry, Saint of the

Red Shirt Crusade."

Andres sighed and thought, 'It's over. The fight is unavoidable now.' 'What? The Red Shirt

Crusade? The Saint?' Angera and the disciples were shocked to hearthat.

The Red Shirt Crusade and the Belladonna Palace had developed rapidly in the world of

cultivators, especially the Saint from the Red Shirt Crusade. She had the beauty of an

angel, but she was not angelic. As rumor had it, anyone she targeted would fail to live to

see the next day. That was why the world of cultivators had given her a nickname, the

Merciless Spirit.

They were drawn to Goliry because of her beauty, but they had no idea she was the

Merciless Spirit. Furthermore, she was discovered to be with Andres from the Belladonna

Palace.

Angera recovered from his shock and turned to face Andres and Goliry." So you are the

infamous Merciless Spirit," he mocked angrily. Then he cast a cold glance at Andres. "You

have some guts to lie to me. Only you and that woman are in the monastery, but you

mentioned that the Belladonna Palace members were resting inside. Did you think I

wouldn't dare to fight you?"

It had been a while. If the Palace Master from Belladonna Palace were there, he would

have appeared then. Since Angera had discovered the real situation, he had nothing to

fear.

In the meantime, the disciples looked at Andres angrily. 'Damn it. That guy is so sneaky.

He tried to fool us by using the Belladonna Palace's Palace Master's name to threaten us.

He is so evil!'

Goliry frowned and asked Andres, "What's going on?" She was still unaware of what had

happened.

Andres was embarrassed. He lowered his voice to tell Goliry. "Well, they wanted to enter

the monastery. I was afraid they would disturb you from resting. So I said my master was

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inside. That's why I kept signaling you not to tell them your identity."

Goliry finally understood what had happened. 'Oh, I see.'

Right at that moment, Angera looked at Andres angrily. "Hey, kid. Why are you so quiet

now? I never expected to find the Belladonna Palace and the Red Shirt Crusade to team

up. A man and a woman staying alone in a rundown monastery? That's interesting. You

must have purposely lied to us because you were afraid we would disturb both of you.

What a sneaky person!"

Since Angera confirmed that the Belladonna Palace's Palace Master was not there, he had

nothing to worry about. He went all-out in teasing Andres to vent his rage for his own

amusement.

Andres' face flushed, and he was at a loss for words. Goliry's face also turned cold. She

could not take Angera's comments about her being a lewd person any longer. She was the

Saint of the Red Shirt Crusade, as clean as ice and as pure as jade.