“Hubby!”
Summer was startled; she hurried to support Simon.
The crowd was also taken aback, and they had gathered around Simon.
“Elder Crescent…”
“Elder Crescent, are you okay?”
Many of them were shocked, and their gazes at Darryl were different from before that.
The young man had beaten Elder Crescent in poetry. Who would have believed it if they had not seen it with their own eyes?
“Mister!” Jewel cheered. She took Darryl’s arm and said joyfully, “You are the best, Mister! We won!”
“Master, you are amazing…” At the same time, Cheryl lowered her head as she spoke softly to Darryl.
Initially, Cherryl had been worried about the poetry competition. After all, Simon was an elder from the Artemis Sect and a well-learned person. She thought that her master would never stand a chance against Simon.
The result was somewhat unexpected!
Darryl ignored the strange gazes around him and looked at Simon with a smile. “Tsk, tsk, tsk… I can see that your body isn’t that strong anymore.”
“You-“
Simon could not believe that Darryl had mocked him! He felt nauseous as his body shivered in a fury. He spouted blood again.
Darryl decided not to irritate Simon and turned to Summer instead. “Your husband is an elder from the Artemis Sect. I suppose that he would want to keep his promises. Since he has lost the competition, you must fulfil the bet.”
Darryl sat on the chair like a boss, his legs crossed.
Everyone had their eyes on Summer. The bet was that if Simon were to lose, then she would need to address Darryl as her master.
Would she be the docile disciple?
Or would she go back on their words?
Summer’s body trembled. She bit her lips so hard that it almost bled.
A few seconds later, Summer walked toward Darryl.
Summer bent her knees and knelt in front of Darryl as demurely as she could. Her face blushed as she whispered, “I am your disciple, Summer, and I am here… here… to greet you, Master.”
Summer felt humiliated! She did not want Darryl as her master. All she wanted to do was to leave the venue.