It seemed so easy to catch a pack of snow wolves alive.
'No wonder he got Lu Bu's unique cultivation method—the Blood Battle Eight Directions. Darryl is indeed extraordinary.'
Quincy, who was nearby, bit her lips. All the snow wolves had been captured, so she gave an order to the royal guards. "Bring all of them back!"
"Yes, Your Royal Highness!"
The royal guards immediately returned to the palace with the snow wolves. They were gone in the blink of an eye.
Darryl and Quincy were the only ones left on that empty and beautiful hunting ground.
"Darryl!"
Quincy looked at Darryl with a straight face. "I've sent everyone away. You may leave now!"
Darryl nodded. "Thanks a lot!"
Darryl did not hesitate; he turned around and walked away.
"Hey!"
After only a few steps, Darryl heard Quincy shouted from behind him.
Darryl stopped. He turned around and looked at her with a smile. He said, "What's the matter? You don't want me to go?"
Quincy blushed; she replied angrily, "Just shut up if you have nothing nice to say! I'm warning you, don't ever come back to the South Cloud World after this."
Quincy felt a little conflicted, just as Darryl wanted to leave. She tried to tell him to be careful along his journey, but his questions had destroyed the words on her mind.
Darryl chuckled when he sensed Quincy's anger. "Don't worry; I won't be back here if there's nothing important. However, if you do get into trouble someday, just tell me, and I'll be here to help you. I'm your husband, after all."
"You—"
Quincy stomped her feet as Darryl teased her. "Get out of here!"
Darryl said nothing more. He merely smiled and strode toward the distance.
Even though Quincy was furious, she did not leave immediately. She watched Darryl's back until he had disappeared entirely from her sight.
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