Meanwhile, at another lodge in the New World's Royal City.
Ophelia was in a room on the second floor, and she sat there with a cold expression on her face. Her eyes were filled with anger. She had also heard about how her disciple had lured Darryl to the volcano crater with Rachel.
Ewan knelt in front of her; his face was full of terror.
All the other disciples surrounded them. They all were silent; no one dared even to take a breath.
The atmosphere in the entire room was intense beyond any deion.
"Ewan, how dare you lie to your master?" Ophelia shouted as her body shook. "First, you ambushed Darryl, and then you and Rachel instigated the misunderstanding between Darryl and the Emei Sect. Do you think that you can hide that from me? A few Beggars Sect disciples had seen what you did last night! How could you do such an evil thing?"
Ophelia looked disappointed, and her heart ached. "No matter what, Darryl is also your brother in this sect!"
"Master—"
Ewan cried as he knelt there. "I am wrong, Master. Rachel's father insisted on marrying her to Darryl. I was too angry and out of my mind, and that led to me making this huge mistake...”
"Master, please! Please forgive me." Ewan raised his hand and started to slap his face continuously.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Everyone could hear the crystal-clear sound in the room. The few other disciples at the side felt sad when they saw that too.
Sigh!
Ophelia thought she felt Ewan's sincerity; she sighed softly. She did not say anything else. Even though Ewan had committed an unforgivable sin, he was one of her most talented disciples. Ophelia was not willing to punish him too severely.
Meanwhile, at the Luang Ping Palace in the New World's Royal City.
Lord Kenny Bred was a minister who served the emperor, and he had a massive residence. At that moment, Monica was in his residence's backyard garden. She enjoyed the flowers as she chatted with a few servants to cure her boredom.
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