Lyla did not respond but stared at Xachary coldly.

Their eyes met, and Xachary felt like the powerhouse at the peak of the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation he had raised was so unfamiliar and ruthless.

The Lyla who had always obeyed him and would go through the fire with his order, had completely disappeared.

Xachary squinted and said, “You’re not the only one at the peak of the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation. I could ask Gladwin…”

Lyla interrupted him, saying coldly, “Yunleiv will die if you ask him.”

His body trembled in shock, and he asked, “What do you mean?”

Lyla looked directly into Xachary’s eyes and said, “Must you force me to tell you before being willing to compromise?”

Xachary’s face darkened, and he said with hostility, “Do you want to rebel, Lyla?”

Lyla sneered, “Rebel? Ask yourself, Master. Since you picked me up when I was six years old, you’ve thrown me into the Daemon Prison. When have you ever cared about my life? I relied on myself to reac