Darryl attracted everyone's attention. Fury welled in Gromo's chest. He glared at Darryl. "What did you say? Say that again!"
'Sh*t! It took me so much effort to find that Golden Pill, and he dared say there is something wrong with it?'
No matter who found the Golden Pill, they would be angry if someone said there was something with it.
At the same time, everyone had a complicated look on their faces.
Darryl exhaled lightly and smiled. He walked forward and put on a serious expression to look at Gromo. Then he pointed at the Golden Pill in Gromo's hand. "I said that this Golden Pill has been in the Godly Secret Realm for too long. It has lost its effect. Furthermore, that doesn't belong to the mortal world. If you take it rashly, I'm afraid your life will be in danger."
"Lost its effect?' Gromo's eyes twitched as he heard that. He sneered, "That's so funny. You presented an Imaginative Image Pill to Palace Master and said wonderful things about it. Now you refuse to let other people present an elixir to Palace Master? So your Imaginative Image Pill is good, but my Golden Pill has lost its effect? I think you are just scared that I will steal the limelight away from you."
He said gravely, "I'm very loyal to Palace Master and have never thought about appealing to her purposely. When I found the Golden Pill, I knew I would give it to Palace Master. My intention is pure and sincere. Yet, you dare to spoil my sincerity? What are you up to now?"
After the passionate and glorifying speech, Gromo labeled Darryl as a narrow-minded, mean person.
Subsequently, everyone started chattering as they looked at Darryl.
"Maybe Gromo is right."
"He may look like a gentleman, but he is narrow-minded."
"Who knows? Don't judge too quickly."
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