Darryl clenched his fists and let out a long sigh when he saw Yvette's agitation. He looked at Sloan. "Sloan, I beg you."
Darryl felt disgusted to beg her like this.
Sloan smiled and nodded in satisfaction. "Go then; hide under the bed!"
Darryl took a deep breath and got under the bed under Sloan's smug gaze.
Right after that, the New World Emperor slowly walked into the room accompanied by four people.
Those four people seemed to be 34 years old. They wore the imperial guard's uniform, and they exuded a strong aura. It was just like what Darryl had sensed—those four people were powerful Martial Emperors, and the most powerful of them had a level five strength.
Those four men served the New World Emperor, and they even had a title—Golden Dragon Guards!
The last time Darryl wreaked havoc in the New World Palace and killed the Country Secretary in a matter of seconds, the New World Emperor had been very embarrassed so he began to recruit elite cultivators from the nine continents.
Many cultivators had applied for the positions, and the best four applicants were recruited. Those four Martial Emperor elites' formidable aura filled every corner of the room; even the air seemed frozen.
Darryl held his breath as he hid under the bed; he was afraid to make even the slightest sound.
Darryl was not afraid of the Golden Dragon Guards. He was worried about the few hundred thousand guards in the palace. How could he beat all of them single-handedly?
"Your Majesty." Sloan smiled as she nodded to the New World Emperor in greeting.
At the same time, Yvette stepped forward and said, "Father!"
"Mmm!"
The New World Emperor nodded and motioned to them to relax.
"Father, why are you here so late? Is something the matter?" Yvette asked curiously; she was rather nervous.
'He must not discover Darryl.'
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