"The New World Emperor is not talking nonsense. Half a month ago, there was a Nine Saint Oracle named Cynthia who went to the New World Palace to ask for help, indeed."
"I heard about that too!"
"Is that really a conspiracy?"
Comments continued to pour in, and the eight Nine Saint Oracles were trembling.
"Nonsense!"
Xenia was particularly hot-tempered; she yelled at Lord Kenny, "Darryl killed Cynthia. We would never forgive him. Why would we work together?"
Lord Kenny was mean, and he fabricated lies.
What made it worse was that he brought Darryl into the picture. The Nine Saint Oracles believed that Darryl had killed Cynthia; they could not wait to pulverize him. How could they be in the same group with him?
F*ck!
At the same time, Darryl, who stood beneath the altar, was furious.
Lord Kenny was a menace. He could flip the truth and tell lies.
Obviously, Lord Kenny had wanted to defile Cynthia, and Darryl took the risk to rescue her. However, Lord Kenny had made it sound like Darryl was part of a conspiracy to seize control over the Nine Mainland!
Darryl took a deep breath and calmed down.
He had been in the cultivator's world for so many years, and Darryl's fiery temperament had toned down. He was no longer the hot-tempered young man he used to be.
Darryl thought he would decide what to do next after finding out Lord Kenny's plans.
Lord Kenny laughed.
On the stage, the man sneered and retorted, "You said that Darryl killed a Nine Saint Oracle? Ridiculous! What you said is inherently suspicious. If she were a real Nine Saint Oracle, how could she be killed so easily?"
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