Oh, no! Skyler Burr was here!

Daryl was relieving himself when he heard a loud smack from the toilet door being kicked open.

“Skyler Burr, are you mad? I’m the East King!” Darryl tried to pretend, not having any idea what an East King even was.

“Yeah, go on,” Skylar sniggered. “Keep pretending to be the East King. Today, I’ll make you cry.”

By then, the three women were tied up by the men as they were pushed into the living room. They were no ordinary men, but the disciples of the Heaven Cult!

Darryl was furious, but he knew there was no way he could fight them alone. He took a deep breath to cool off.

A faint smile appeared on Skyler’s lips. “Follow me,” he hissed.

With that, he walked into the bedroom. Darryl had no choice but to follow him in. Skyler wanted to speak with Darryl in private since he was the one who stole the ‘Ascension of the Nine Dragons’ from the Grandmaster. He kept the secret well, and his followers had no clue. After all, it was a death sentence for steali