"Yes!" Tina nodded, unable to contain her anger. "That person must have lied. He claimed to be Darryl’s follower!"
She was furious when she was reminded that Sandhurst made her apologize to Donna after saving her.
Zhang Jue breathed a sigh of relief, sat at the table, and slowly drank a cup of tea slowly. "What does Sandhurst look like? Can you tell me?"
While she recalled the incident earlier, Tina did not hesitate to explain it to Zhang Jue. In the end, Tina could no longer hold back the seething anger she felt inside.
“That man has three scars on his face and is dressed like a beggar. He looked disgusting!”
‘What?’ Zhang Jue was shocked and stood up suddenly, his eyes glowing. ‘Three scars on the face? Isn't that Darryl? F*ck, I thought that he was Darryl's follower, but I didn't expect that it was Darryl himself. Judging from the situation, he probably already met Chang Er and may be hiding in Chang Er's room.’
No wonder Chang Er refused to see me; she obviously tried to delay seeing me.
Zhang Jue's expression changed as he thought about the possibilities. Menacing thoughts began to sprout.
Tina was startled to see Zhang Jue’s expression. “Zhang Jue, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Jue looked terrible. He breathed a sigh of relief; then, a kind smile appeared on his face. “It’s nothing.”
Zhang Jue had to think fast and continued, "It’s nothing, really. I know Sandhurst is a spy from the Raksasa Tribe."
He appeared calm, but his eyes were gloomy. After he found out that Sandhurst was Darryl and that he probably was hiding in Chang Er's room, he had to find a way to catch him.
‘A spy from the Raksasa tribe?’ Tina trembled, startled by the information. “What do we do?”
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