Darryl smiled at Sonya at that. “Why don’t you let me rest for a night and I’ll tell you the Blood Battle Eight Directions when my head hurts less. How’s that?”
‘Child, you wanna play with me? You’re a little too young for that.’
Swoosh!
Sonya’s face darkened upon hearing his words. “Darryl, don’t play tricks with me. Do you think I’m a three-year-old child?”
‘Haha, you’re probably not much older than a three-year-old!’
Darryl was instantly delighted. However, he did not dare say what was on his mind, but smiled and instead said, “What tricks can I play? I can’t recall anything if I don’t get some rest.”
Truth be told, Darryl also thought of handling her in the same way when he dealt with Quincy Long—to write a fake formula for Sonya.
However, the situation before him was different from the previous one as Quincy Long was alone when she tried cultivating before having a psychotic break without anyone to help her.
He was currently at Heaven Union Sect’s main altar and Sonya would not even need to personally take action if his fake formula was discovered as the surrounding Elders would tear him apart.
Darryl decided to buy time instead just to be safe. No one could stop him from leaving so long he could delay for a day and fully regain his powers. Not even the many powerful cultivators here.
Sonya felt humiliated upon noticing the slyness within Darryl’s smile and coldly said, “I see you’re still stubborn!”
Sonya then said to the people beside her, “Torture him!”
‘F*ck? Torture?’ Darryl jumped in his heart but was not too nervous. What could a young teenage girl do after all?
Gasp!
However, the surrounding disciples could not help but gasp upon hearing her commands.
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