Chester stopped talking; he waved his hand and turned around. His disciples followed closely behind him!
Aurora did not say anything; she had been proud all her life. How could she hand an Emei Sect disciple to another sect? She was prepared for a fight if Chester insisted on it. • B • Meanwhile…
At the Wealth Dance Hall, in the Great East Continent.
Marcus held a long saber tightly in his hand as he slowly approached his target. He saw Darryl sitting therewith his eyes closed, so Marcus thought he had fallen asleep. The corner of Marcus’ mouth curved into a cold, menacing smile.
He must kill Darryl that night!
How dared the brat accepted his fiancée as his disciple? Cheryl had praised Darryl all day; she said that he was very talented and could write such a beautiful song.
Which man could possibly stand it when their fiancee praised another man? Hence, Marcus took advantage of the darkness and sneaked into the man ‘s room; he wanted to kill him.
Marcus looked at Darryl coldly as he mumbled to himself. “How could a lowlife like you be my fiancée ‘s master? You even peeped at my fiancee while she changed. You must die.”
Marcus raised the long saber in his hand and slashed it down at Darryl.
Swash…
The long saber went down, and it was about to split Darryl in half.
Clang!
Darryl’s body moved in the nick of time, and the saber landed on Darryl’s chest. It made a metal-like noise! Marcus bounced two meters backward!
What?
Marcus was dumbfounded; he saw that the saber had landed on Darryl’s body, but the man was unscathed.
How could that be possible?
‘Is that brat an immortal?’
“Tsk, tsk, tsk…You are my disciple’s fiancé, so logically speaking, you should also call me master. Once a teacher, always a teacher. How could you kill your teacher?” Darryl stood there as he smiled at Marcus.
He wore the Celestial Silkworm Armor, so the saber could not harm him.
As he spoke, Darryl stretched his body and walked toward Marcus. However, the man sent a palm attack toward Marcus with no warning at all!