The New World's civil and military officials were aggrieved and indignant!

Darryl had trespassed into the Royal City single-handedly, yet no one in the entire town was his match. Furthermore, Princess Yvette was forced to get down on her knees to beg the man!

Shameful!

How shameful!

Darryl’s determination was as tough as nails. He glanced at Yvette with indifference and said, "Move! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Darryl remained cold-hearted even though Yvette kept her arms around his legs. He did not budge even the slightest bit.

Darryl knew that he would feel guilty toward his master his entire life if he let the Emperor off that day!

Yvette shook her head desperately as tears streamed down her cheeks. "Darryl, I beg you! Can you spare my father? I beg you..."

Darryl was anxious and wanted to break free, but Yvette held his legs so tightly. He could not let go just yet.

"How dare you, Darryl! Go to hell!"

Just as Darryl got anxious, a loud shout came