For a brief moment, the atmosphere on the huge ship was extremely solemn; all the disciples held their breath.

Finally, after ten seconds, Diana chuckled. She looked at Darryl and said, "Darren, if you don't want to be my disciple, then we wouldn't be related at all. If so, why would I give you a boat?"

Then, her face turned apathetic. "I can tell you that we are more than ten thousand kilometers away from the mainland. Even if you are a Martial Saint, you would only last halfway if you were to fly back. You might die from starvation or drowning. Your only chance to survive this island is to be my disciple."

'How petty of her!'

'I was only asking for a boat. It's fine if she doesn't want to give it to me as I've refused to be her disciple. Why would she try to scare me?'

However, Diana was right. The mainland was more than ten thousand kilometers away from the island, so it was impossible for him to fly back with Yvette and the Empress in two.

Darryl had a Rocky, but the cr