Immediately, a few other elders agreed.
"That's right. We must teach him a lesson."
"So that he knows the consequences of talking nonsense…"
"Sect Master, don't hesitate anymore."
Hearing the plea of the few elders, Zacho's face changed, and he remained silent. 'Though Darryl has no powers at all, no matter what, he's the head of the Elixir Sector of the Pure Yang Division. His status is only secondary to that of the Palace Master, which is rather high. If we were to lock him up, it would ruin the alliance between the North Sea Galaxy and the Pure Yang Division.'
'But if we don't do anything to him, should the rest of the community find out about the North Sea Galaxy being bossed around by a young man, our reputation would then go down the drain!'
Looking at the situation, Gigi also became utterly worried, and she could not help but ask softly, "Sofia, does the head of the Elixir Sector know medicine?"
'Just now, when the Mistress went berserk, it looked like a psychotic break, but Darryl insisted that she was being poisoned.'
Deep down, Gigi clearly knew that Darryl had high attainment in the Art of Elixir. She would certainly not doubt if Darryl were to give his opinions on producing elixirs. However, being able to diagnose a case of poisoning was only capable by a Master of Medicine. 'Does Darryl know medicine?'
"I…" In response to the question, Sofia shook her head, and her delicate face looked lost.
She only knew that Darryl was skillful in producing elixirs and had never seen him practicing medical skills.
After seeing Sofia's reaction, Gigi became worried. 'Would Darryl really be talking nonsense? If the Mistress did not get poisoned, wouldn't it be a joke?'
For a moment, Gigi wanted to advise Darryl, but she thought it was not convenient to speak as there were many people there.
"Sect Master!" At that moment, Darryl smiled when he saw the change in Zacho's facial expression. He said, "Try and see for yourself whether the Mistress has been poisoned. After all, the three of us are just here, and we're not able to go anywhere else."
"If the Mistress did not get poisoned, you can lock me up, and I won't say a word. But, if she did get poisoned, you can immediately save her, can't you?" he said sincerely.
"Fine!" Zacho inhaled deeply and looked at Darryl with a strong gaze. "I'll believe in you this time. Someone, bring me a silver needle."
Seeing Zacho being insistent, Magnum did not dare to say anything and stood aside, looking dejected.
However, as he retreated, he had an idea. Deep down, he had decided that if things went south, he would rush out immediately.
Quickly, the servant girl brought the silver needle.
"Darryl!" After Zacho had sterilized the silver needle with fire, he did not poke into the Mistress' acupoint immediately. Instead, he looked at Darryl with a strong gaze and said, "Darryl, if my Mistress did not get poisoned, you shall bear the consequences. Even the Sect Master of the Pure Yang Division would not be able to save you."
Darryl grinned and did not say a word.
Seeing Darryl looking confident, Zacho stopped talking. He went to the bed, exhaled lightly, and accurately poked on the Mistress' Genuine Point.
'Wow…' In that instance, everyone, including the elders, Gigi, and Sofia, could not help but watch closely.
The bedchamber was in pin-drop silence.
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