“A bunch of disorganized, undisciplined mob!”

The New World Emperor’s expressions darkened as he snarled.

Even though Fuyao Palace had more than ten thousand people with them, they were all women. The Emperor was not worried about them at all.

“Darryl!”

“Darryl!”

“Darryl!”

Right at that moment, everyone heard cries from somewhere far away again. Then, they saw more than ten thousand figures flying toward them from afar—they looked majestic.

Zoran Carter and Susan Creek led that group!

Gasp!

Everyone was immediately stunned again.

Darryl had more backup?

Darryl had died. When they rushed there and noticed that Darryl was

“Darryl!”

Darryl. She hugged him; she could not hide the joy in her heart. She choked as she said, “Darryl, you b*stard! I thought you

hugged her tightly

knew her man would not die

was a

“Darryl!”

and Monica rushed toward him too. They buried themselves

thought that Darryl

when they realized Darryl was still alive, even though the

Wow!

onlookers burst into

has so many

gorgeous as fairies; it’s

have only one of

looked at Darryl in envy. They

or Monica, or Little Fairy—each one of them was a goddess. Wherever they went, they would be

a shocking scene; there were so many women by Darryl’s side, and they

men would not

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