Darryl drank a lot that night. His face was flushed, but he was still sober.

"Brother Darryl." Eldest Phoenix smiled and leaned into him; she whispered in Darryl's ear gently. "It's getting late; let me accompany you to rest."

Eldest Phoenix hooked her hands around Darryl's neck as she spoke; her sultry eyes looked at Darryl.

Her debauchery was beyond Darryl's imagination.

Darryl kept an impassive expression while he muttered in his heart. He waved his hand and said, "Go on and take a re