After he was done feeding them the Obey Pills, Darryl clapped his hands and a smile appeared on his face.
‘Ha-ha. Done,’ he thought.
“Dear wife, let’s go,” Darryl smiled and said to Quincy.
He was addicted when he saw how attractive Quincy looked when she was angry earlier, so he teased her intentionally again.
“Get lost!” Quincy said coldly. She was feeling shy and angry.
‘Darryl isn’t being serious. How can he still have the heart to do all this at such a place,’ she thought.
Darryl smiled and led the way. He was planning to leave.
Just at that moment, he saw a huge bonfire in the middle of the camp and there was a huge wooden stage beside it. The wooden stage was decorated with lights and ribbons. The place was full of red ribbons, looking really festive.
‘What is going on?’ Darryl furrowed his brows, and his heart was filled with doubts. They had stayed at the edge of the camp, so they did not notice their surroundings. When they saw what was in front of them, they were both confused.
Quincy lifted her brow and said, “Could it be that the Raksasa Tribe Honorable Son is getting married? If the Honorable Son is getting married, then this is an opportunity for the Nine Continents.”
Then, Darryl sighed. “The Raksasa Tribe is so free and easy. Both sides are still in battle, but they still have the mood to get married?”
“Why are you criticizing others? Didn’t you just….” Quincy glared at Darryl and said impatiently.
Quincy paused in the middle of speaking. Her face was boiling when she remembered Darryl’s kiss just now.
Darryl was delighted when he saw that.
‘Quincy is so interesting. She did not want me to mention what happened earlier, but she herself could not help but talk about that,’ Darryl thought.
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