Among them, a lady attracted Darryl’s attention.
The lady wore a long white dress; she looked beautiful, but her hair was all white. She was the eldest daughter of the Island of Peach Blossom Sect, Linda Holt. Darryl had seen her at the dragon slaughter event. Her white hair was very notable.
All of them stood in front of the cave; it seemed like they were in a discussion.
There was a stele in front of the cave; it had some carvings on it. As it was still quite far, Darryl could not see what was carved onto the stele.
The cave could be an ancient tomb. It was located at such a secluded place; why were those people there?
Were there treasures in the tomb?
Darryl patted the snow eagle lightly and complimented it. “You are so smart. You brought me here because you know that there are treasures here.”
Snow eagle chirped lightly and nodded.
The snow eagle amused Darryl; he patted the snow eagle again to praise him.
“Darryl?”
Suddenly, a voice came from behind him.
Sh*t! Darryl was stunned. He turned and was surprised by the view.
A beautiful lady stood there; she was smiling. It was Yvette.
The Royal Rat Guard and Royal Ox Guard stood quietly behind her.
Yvette wore dark green sportswear with a pair of sneakers. She looked so fashionable and sexy even though she was in a mountainous area.
Among all the beautiful ladies Darryl had met, Yvette was the one with the sexiest body figure.
Darryl gathered his thoughts and asked, “What are you doing here?”
Yvette smiled and said, “You are here; why can’t I be here?”
Chapter 6T2 Then she turned and stared at the group of people in front of the ancient tomb; she had observed them discreetly too.
Darryl was curious. “Why are they gathering at the ancient tomb? Are there treasures in there?”
Yvette smiled. “For the past hundreds of thousands of years, there had been many powerful martial saints. They built their tomb in their own unique ways, with hopes that someday, someone could enter the tomb. Many of them did not have followers, but they did not wish their talents to go wasted after they died. They wanted to pass their knowledge on to someone else.”
Yvette looked toward the tomb again. “Even though I don’t know the owner of that tomb, I am sure it belongs to a powerful martial saint. Otherwise, no sect would be interested in it.”