All of a sudden, the dust and smoke on the battle stage had completely dissipated.
Lord Kenny and Donoghue saw Darryl almost at the same time.
Lord Kenny's expression darkened instantly. He said coldly to Donoghue, "You, Florian! You have a partner! Are you trying to take them away when everyone is not paying attention?"
Lord Kenny did not recognize Darryl under the disguise, so he assumed he was Donoghue's accomplice.
The accusation vexed Donoghue; he replied coldly, "What?"
Donoghue's eyes flickered in a rage as he spoke; he said to Lord Kenny, "That must be your subordinate! You're trying to take them away quietly, yet you blame it on me. Lord Kenny, you're really something!"
Donoghue was not a fool. He believed that it was Lord Kenny who had deliberately slandered him.
Whoa!
All eyes were on Darryl instantaneously, and there was an uproar.
"Who is that person? When did he get up there?"
"Is he trying to let go of those fake Nine Saint Oracles?"
"How bold!"
Darryl listened helplessly to the comments around him.
He regretted that he had wasted a good opportunity, but Lord Kenny's acupoints technique was way too wicked.
"Catch him!" Lord Kenny yelled as he kept an eye on Darryl.
Pitter-patter…
The surrounding royal army elites and the South Cloud World royal guards dashed forward and surrounded Darryl.
F*ck!
Darryl cursed under his breath when he saw the approaching armed force. He could not do much but greet them and put up a defense.
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