Sonya laughed coldly upon seeing how unyielding Darryl was. “Darryl, both your arms have been crushed by my secret technique. You’ll be disabled for life if I don’t personally treat it within 24 hours!”

She then smiled maliciously. “However, I respect tough men. I’ll give you the last chance! I’ll immediately treat you if you’re willing to write down the Blood Battle Eight Directions formula within the next 24 hours!”

Darryl did not reply, but only smiled lightly.

‘My name won’t be Darryl Darby if such tricks could make me yield!’

Sonya did not bother to deal with him further before looking toward her surrounding disciples and said, “Lock him up and keep guard! Notify me at once when he’s willing to talk!”

“Yes, Master!”

The disciples responded and dragged Darryl out of the main hall before locking him up in the prison.

Sonya stood there looking at Darryl being dragged away as her young face darkened.

She had not expected Darryl to be so determined that he still would not yield