THE ULTIMATE HUSBAND - Season 2 Episode 74

The Darby members were lying on the floor, moaning in pain. Blood splashed across the floor, and a few

men even seemed to have died.

“Call the medics! Take note of the injured numbers, ” Old Master Darby ordered, panting breathlessly.

Drake, who was by his side, called out for the injured to be taken care of. Feelings of resentment and

hatred filled the entire mansion.

Yumi’s lips were still bleeding, and the slap mark on her face was burning red.

“Grandpa, why didn’t you fight back just now?” she lashed out, still feeling the burning pain on her face

as her eyes were filled with hatred.

Old Master Darby had been cultivating for five years, and he was currently a Level 3 Master General If

he had fought back just now, this would not have happened.

He stayed silent as his face darkened.

Yumi wanted to continue, but Florian came from the corner he was hiding and cut her short, “Shut up!

You saw what happened just now with your own eyes! Dax Sanders came with hundreds of men. How

was Grandpa supposed to fight them all?”

“How dare you scream at me? Where were you when Dax Sanders came? You were hiding in the corner

peeing your pants, and now that he’s gone, you decided to jump out of nowhere to yell at your wife?

What kind of man are you? How did I end up marrying useless trash like you?” she lashed out at him.

The more Yumi talked, the more furious she got. After all, she accused Darryl to save Florian’s a*s. Yet

Florian was yelling at her for that. How unacceptable!

Florian’s face flushed red instantly, not daring to make a sound at all. He was known to be afraid of his

wife, and seeing that Yumi was furious, he immediately shut his mouth.

Meanwhile, Old Master Dabry let out a long sigh. He turned to Drake and said coldly,

“Drake, follow me,” he said to Drake coldly as he walked out of the living hall.

Drake followed swiftly; although he looked calm, his heart was pumping anxiously. As the Darby clan

patriarch, he was also to blame since the incident had imfolded to this point. Darby Private Room.

This was where Old Master Darby spent five years cultivating. The private room was not too big with

simple furnishings. It was a calming and quiet

place, but to Drake, it felt solemn and suppressed. Bamm!

Once they entered the room, Drake knelt on his knees with guilt on his lace. “Dad, I’m to blame for what

happened, too. As a clan leader, I didn’t resolve the problem at once and ended up troubling you. Even

what just happened outside is my fault. Please punish me.”

Although Drake felt uneasy, he was smart. He knew that if he volunteered to be punished, he might get

away with it.

Old Master Darby sighed, seeing Drake volunteer to be punished.

“Drake, stand back up. It’s not your fault,” he said.

’It’s not my fault?’ Drake thought as he stood up, relieved.

“Dad, now that Sanders got involved, what shall we do next?” Drake said carefully.

“Since we’ve reached this stage, I’ve decided that from today onwards, we will teach our family members to cultivate. We’ve earned a decent amount of money from doing business throughout the years, but so

what if we have lots of money?

Money is nothing but something physical outside our bodies,” Old Master Darby sighed deeply.

From the incident, Old Master Darby suddenly understood the truth. If a clan wanted to live on forever,

money was not enough. One needed incredible power and capability, or else, no matter much money the

clan had, it would not matter. If all the Darby members had been cultivators, Dax Sanders and his men

would have been beaten to d***h! Luckily, it was not too late to realize this.

’Huh? He wanted the entire clan to start cultivating?!’ Jackson thought.

They were unaware of Jackson, who overheard their conversation outside the private room.

’If the entire clan starts to cultivate, nobody would even dare to offend the Darby clan, including Dax

Sanders, Brandon Guy, and Abby Guy. The Darby clan would be unreachable and indestructible!’

Jackson thought with a deadly look in his eyes as he clenched his fists.

’Daryl, I treated you as my brother, yet you assaulted my wife. Fine, alright. Since you’ve assaulted my

wife, I’m going to assault your wife,’ Jackson thought.