The bedchamber fell into silence for a while!
Yvette looked at Sloan closely; she was so nervous that her palms started to sweat.
Darryl was under the bed; he would not have a chance to escape if Sloan decided to tell the truth.
"Your Majesty!"
Sloan bit her lips. She kept a straight face as she said respectfully. "Darryl did not come here."
Yvette relaxed when she heard Sloan's reply; she was delighted. 'Sloan didn't sell Darryl out!'
Darryl also sighed in relief; he was moved. Unexpectedly, Sloan had kept her words; she was truly a Warrior Goddess whom everyone admired.
"Alright!" The New World Emperor nodded. "That's good. I feel relieved, especially with Sloan around. I think Darryl would not dare to sneak in here."
The New World Emperor looked at Yvette. "There is no point thinking about it as things will not change. Stop drinking and rest early!"
Then, the New World Emperor waved his hand and left with the four Golden Dragon Guards.
As soon as the Emperor left, the tense atmosphere in the bedchamber eased.
"That was so close!"
Darryl muttered as he crawled out from under the bed. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Darryl did not think that the New World Emperor was a scary man. However, he dreaded the four powerful Golden Dragon Guards, especially the one who was a Level Five Martial Emperor. Every level in the Martial Emperor rank was a massive difference in terms of power! Those four Golden Dragon Guards could definitely defeat Darryl, and the situation would be worse if the royal guards joined the fight.
Darryl thanked Sloan. "Thank you!"
Yvette also smiled at Sloan. "Sloan is an honorable person. Of course, she would keep her words."
"Alright! Alright!"
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