A glint of anger flashed through Abbess Mother Serendipity's eyes as she scoffed coldly, "Mr. Carter, are you siding with this fraud!?"
The elites like Master Reed and Master Leonard glued their gaze on Zoran.
"Fraud? The rules of the Lion Slaughtering Conference were clearly stated. The right of disposal falls on the winner. My son won the conference, and he has the right of disposal. So whether he does or does not let him go, what does that have to do with all of you?" he smiled faintly. 1
As he spoke, his intimidating gaze scanned through the crowd slowly and terrifyingly.
At Zoran's words, the crowd exchanged looks with one another, unable to speak.
"Even if we let this go, he came here today to ruin a wedding. This is unacceptable!" Abbess Mother Serendipity refuted.
Zoran could not help but start laughing as he asked her, "Oh? Only ruin a wedding? And you want to kill him because of that?"
"He killed his grandfather and assaulted his sister-in-law. Are these good enough reasons to kill him?!" Abbess Mother Serendipity glared, her brows furrowed.
Zoran took a deep breath and declared with a deep and resonating voice that echoed through every corner of the manor, "I don't care what everyone thinks here. I take my son away today, no matter what."
In a blink of an eye, Zoran grabbed Darryl and flew out of the manor. Within the time it took to take a short breath, they disappeared out of sight of the crowd.
High above the ground, Zoran held Darryl tightly. Hearing the gusts of wind in his ears, Darryl was anxious.
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