The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 4263

Chapter 4263

No one in the entire Nine Mainland could treat Darryl's condition. The blood lotus mark was of the Red Lotus Fayette from the Godly Region. No one in The Nine Mainland had heard of that. Even the Divine Farmer had no way around it.

However, he did not have the heart to reject Olive's enthusiasm.

Without a word, Olive pushed Darryl up the mountain. The mountain was steep and it was laborious for her to push the wooden cart. After more than an hour, they had finally arrived at the plaza in front of the sect.

At that point in time, two disciples were patrolling the plaza. A few of them gathered around when they saw Olive pushing Darryl.

’Olive? How could you bring someone up the mountain? Don't you know the rules?"

"Oh! This guy looks horrible."

"Who is this? Why is his hair red?'

The disciples questioned Olive as they observed Darryl. They were perplexed, like how the mountain people were, as if they had seen a monster.

'D*mn. Do you think I'm a monkey?' Darryl was displeased with the gaze of the few disciples, but he held himself back because of Olive.

Olive lowered her head and said timidly, "This man is from the Gaia Continent and his name is Dart. He suffered an accident and became like this. I found him severely injured by the road and so I brought him back."

As she spoke, her eyes flickered with sincerity and tension. Though Olive had joined the Sword Sect as a child, her peers had never included her because of the birthmark on her face. Over time, she developed an inferiority complex and never dared to speak to her peers.

'Huh? Found him by the road?' The disciples were stunned and confused.

Then, the leading disciple said impatiently, "Olive, what were you thinking? Outsiders are prohibited near the altar. Why did you bring him here?" Immediately, the other disciples followed suit and criticized her.

"This is the Sword Sect, not a shelter."

'That's right. You shouldn't bring trash here..."

'If everyone else does the same, how can the Sword Sect get respect in the world of cultivators?"

The disciples scolded her, one after another. Olive became nervous and embarrassed.

’D*mn it!' Darryl scowled and he was unhappy. 'D*mn it! These disciples are not only bullying Olive but also calling me trash?'

Suddenly, Olive mustered her courage and begged sincerely, "He's severely injured and can't even stand on his feet. He's really pitiful. Please don't chase him away."

She was almost crying.

The disciples turned to each other and the leading disciple waved his hand impatiently, "Fine, fine! We won't chase him away. Why don't you leave him here and report to the Sect Master on your own? If the Sect Master agrees to this, then we won't say anything anymore."