There were more than a dozen people in that alley, and Darryl had dealt with them so easily?

"Err..."

Darryl laughed. "Second Young Miss, the masked man from last night was a cultivator. Fred and his bodyguards were only ordinary people. Of course, I could easily handle them."

Tiffany nodded. Suddenly, she thought of something; she glared at Darryl fiercely. "By the way, when you introduced yourself in the class this morning, I told you to perform a talent. How dare you ask me to dance with you? That's so daring of you!"

Tiffany pointed at the swimming pool angrily. "Go and release the water from the pool. Clean it up and fill the water again."

Then, Tiffany went upstairs with an arrogant expression on her face.

Darryl's face immediately darkened.

'F*ck! That was only a joke. Why is the girl so vengeful? When will I finish cleaning such a big swimming pool?'

A few minutes later, Darryl cleaned the swimming pool unwillingly as he pondered about his situation.

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