“Such a foolish master.” Zack Cassidy couldn’t resist cursing at Stanley Batton.

In the room upstairs, Stanley tossed his phone aside and cleared everything in his mind.

By the time Xyla woke up again, it was already evening.

The sun was setting against the horizon.

It seemed as if the world was covered in a tint of gold.

The peach blossom forest also had a layer of gold over it, and it seemed as beautiful as what would appear in dreams.

After getting up, Xyla felt an even worse ache in he