As Darryl's palm drew closer, Marcus was in shock, but he hurriedly stretched out his palms to resist the attack. Boom! The two palms collided in mid-air. Marcus's expression changed drastically as his body was sent backward! There was a yelp, and then Marcus spouted a mouthful of blood; his face flushed! Then he slid down onto the ground. Marcus was extremely frightened as he looked at Darryl blankly. He was utterly speechless! Darryl smiled as he walked and looked at Marcus coldly. "I may have seen your fiancée while she was changing, but I have apologized to her and made her a song. Your fiancée has also decided to call me her master, and yet you decided to come and kill me. Now tell me, do you think you should die?" Darryl's eyes flashed with killing intent! As he looked into Darryl's eyes, Marcus's body trembled; he was stupefied. Then, he got up and knelt in front of Darryl. He pleaded, "Brother… Big Brother... No, Master! Master, please spare me. I dare not do
Everyone in the hall focused their attention on Cheryl. She was completely the center of their attention. Many of the men gawked at her. Darryl was stunned too, but he admired her discreetly. Cheryl deserved to be famous, she was very charming. She wore a black cheongsam, and it showed off her graceful curves perfectly. Her flawless face had light makeup and she looked gorgeous. Click... click… The reporters were in a frenzy, they took pictures continuously. "Thank you for joining us. Thank you..." "Now, I will sing a new song. I hope everyone will like it," Cheryl said softly. The audience was excited; their faces were filled with expectations. When it had finally quieted down, the music played. Cheryl smiled and looked at the audience as she sang softly. "Sweet honey, you smile so sweetly. It seems like flowers are blooming in the spring breeze..." A soft and ethereal voice sung as the beautiful melody echoed throughout the hall. Wow… It sounded very nice.
That brat had written the song? The reporters' aimed their cameras at Darryl! "There is no need for me to go up onto the stage," Darryl said with a smile. "Come on, Master." Cheryl smiled warmly at him. "You wrote this song, so you should be here too." He was drowned in Cheryl's enthusiasm, so Darryl smiled and hesitantly walked up to the stage. Wow! All eyes were on Darryl; everyone was shocked! 'Who is this kid?' 'Never seen him before…' Simon walked toward him and looked at Darryl arrogantly "Boy, did you write this song?" Like everyone around him, Simon was doubtful. He did not believe that a kid could write such a good song. More importantly, the kid was not from the Artemis Sect. Only Artemis Sect disciples would have such skills. After all, the Artemis Sect was one of the four major sects. Many people would try their best to enter the sect. 'These people are fascinating.' Darryl laughed and said, "It's just a song; no big deal." What? Was it no b
Simon's gazes grew colder. Darryl did not look old enough, but he had a haughty tone. "If that is the case, then we will have to be serious about the bet," Darryl said with a smile. "If I were to lose, then I shall address your attendant as my master, but if I win, your wife shall address me as her master. There are many reporters here today, so don't try to go back on your words." The audience burst into laughter. "Does this kid think he will win for sure?" "Yes, Mister Crescent is an elder from the Artemis Sect, and he has written many well-known poems. Who is this kid compared to him?" "This young man has no idea that there are many talented people here. He thinks that he is the best!" When he heard the whispers from the crowd, Simon laughed and said, "As an elder from the Artemis Sect, I shall honor my words." Simon's wife, Summer, also nodded as she chuckled. Summer was a well-known and talented lady who was proficient in musical instruments, chess, calligraphy and
"How could they have only one round?" The crowd agreed to the suggestion; they were eager to take Simon's side. Darryl sneered in his heart. 'F*ck it! These people are everywhere.' He plastered a fake smile on his face and said, "Okay, two wins in three rounds. I will make sure that you're convinced. Come on, who wants to come up with another topic?" "I'll do it!" A middle-aged man stood up suddenly in the audience. The man was the Wealth Dance Hall's owner, Howard Wallis. Of course, no one would disagree if the boss wanted to come up with a topic. Howard thought for a long time before he said, "Well, let's come up with a poem to praise the woman next to you." The whole hall fell silent. All eyes were on Simon. 'Praise the woman next to you? Easy-peasy.' Simon was confident. He looked at his wife, Summer, with a smile. He pondered for nearly three minutes before he said, "The moon hides when my wife is out. When the spring comes, she washes the yarns by the river. H
Cheryl looked at Darryl closely as her eyes shone with brilliance. She could not be happier! Her master's poem for her was lovely! 'The beautiful firmament was her clothes, and the pretty flower was her face.' It meant that the beautiful clouds in the sky were her clothes, and the flowers were like her pretty face… The artistic conception was obviously higher than that of Elder Crescent; it was a much higher level! 'The beautiful firmament was her clothes, and the pretty flower was her face!' That was a great line. Many people in the audience took paper and pen to write the poem down. They all looked at Darryl with a complicated expression. 'He is so talented…' Darryl looked at Simon with a smile. "As the elder from the Artemis Sect, your poems are nothing to rave about. I don't think you need to compete with me anymore, lest you be shamed." Darryl's words bruised Simon's dignity. "You—" Simon was indignant; he pointed at Darryl as his body shook in anger. Pfft!
However, that would tarnish her husband's and her reputation. No matter what, there were too many people there. All of them were the rich and famous, and the press was there also.Since they had lost, she would have to admit it."My good disciple. You may rise now." Darryl was delighted, he stood up slowly and walked toward Summer. Then he patted her head.Darryl's action caused Summer to blush.Darryl laughed and said to Cheryl, "Aren't I nice to you? I have found you a godsister. Call me your master.""Very well, Master." Cheryl had just gathered her thoughts. She did not blink as she looked at Darryl; she had started to admire him.Everyone knew that Summer was famous for her talent, and she had become Cheryl's godsister. Cheryl had never dared to dream about that.Bang!When he saw his wife bow to Darryl and addressed him as her master, Simon was furious. Then, he fainted."Elder Crescent had fainted!"The hall turned chaotic; everyone wanted to gather around the elder.
As she spoke, Cheryl looked at Darryl, and then at Jewel. "The Mysterious Canyon is full of danger. Master, you only have a servant girl with you. You would not be able to pass through the canyon with your current ability."Sh*t! That Mysterious Canyon was that dangerous?As he thought about it, Darryl took a deep breath and said firmly, "You do not need to mind whether I would succeed in going past the canyon. You just need to tell me the way to the Mysterious Canyon."No matter how difficult it was, he would still need to go. He could not be trapped there forever.Jewel grabbed Darryl's arm tightly as she said determinedly, "No matter where you go, I would follow you. I am not afraid, no matter how difficult it is."Cheryl was stunned. Then, she smiled bitterly. "Master, even if I tell you the way to the Mysterious Canyon, you would not be able to get there. The Mysterious Canyon entrance is located at the hill behind the Sword Sect.Cheryl looked fearful as she said, "The part