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 wit