"You—"

Wendy was embarrassed and angry; she looked at Darryl coldly. She felt ashamed that a Level Four Martial Marquis had defeated her!

Darryl was not in the mood for any nonsense. He smiled, picked her up and said, "Don't stare at me as if you and I are in a feud. Instead, you should thank me for bringing you to meet your younger sister!"

After he said that, Darryl held Wendy in his arms and walked toward the camp; he hummed a cheerful song as he did that.

As soon as he arrived at the camp entrance, a soldier stepped forward and asked, "Master Darryl, this woman is..." The soldier examined Wendy quietly.

'Was she not the woman in green who paced outside the camp just now?'

At a distance, the soldier thought that the woman was gorgeous.

When he saw her again at a closer distance, he was stunned by how gorgeous she looked. Her beauty mesmerized him!

So gorgeous!

Darryl replied with a smile, "This is my wife. She is here to visit some relatives."

Before the soldier responded,