Lord Kenny nodded and said nothing else as he slowly stood up. “Let’s call it a day.” He then slowly walked out of the main hall.
“Yes, Your Majesty.” The officials knelt to send him off.
The officials stood up and left as well after Lord Kenny’s departure.
However, Sloan was not anxious to leave as she stood there worriedly.
She could not let that happen. She had to save Darryl’s friends and family!
Sloan suddenly had an idea upon seeing Florian leaving.
Late night in a large mansion at the prosperous part of the New World Royal City.
A feast was going on in the backyard with Florian sitting on the main seat and a seductive lady in his arms. Both of them were fooling around and teasing each other.
A few singing courtesans were dancing to lighten the mood at the space in front of them.
If one did not know better, they might think that place was a brothel.
Florian was famous for being afraid of his wife. He initially did not dare to be so wild and carefree. However, Lord Kenny commanded him to oversee that day’s preparation for the next day’s beheading, so Florian had given Yumi an excuse saying he would be busy securing and guarding the prison.
In truth, Florian came to find pleasure.
“Master.”
A guard quickly walked over right at that moment and loudly said, “You have someone asking to see you.”
Florian was furious at being interrupted as he glared and chided, “F*ck you, can’t you see I’m busy? I’m not seeing any guests today. Get out.”
The guard shuddered and was sweating profusely.
“Hehe.”
Right at that moment, a light chuckle came from outside before an attractive woman slowly entered. Her gorgeous face held hints of mockery as she looked at Florian. “Master Darby, how authoritative of you.”
It was Sloan.
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