Jeremy wanted to say no. However, he saw that Darryl flipped his wrist, and a long blood-red sword appeared in his hand, so he knew he had no other choice unless he wanted to die.

The sword looked dangerous. Together with Darryl’s cold glare, if he dare said no, he was afraid there might be a bloodbath.

Thud!

Jeremy knelt. He could care less about his ego anymore. Compared to his own life, his ego meant nothing.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Mister Darryl,” Jeremy apologized non-stop, he was sweating profusely.

“You too.” Darryl looked at Vera.

Thud!

Just one look was enough to make Vera’s knees weak. She knelt immediately and apologized as well.

It was not till then, did Darryl finally start to calm down. He frowned at Jeremy and Vera. It was a bloody dog-eat-dog world, where the strong preyed on the weak. As long as you could fight, people would beg for your forgiveness.

When he was powerless, the Six Orthodox Sects and Clans ganged up to bully him. Dax was beaten up by the Emei