'A martial arts tournament to find a Prince Consort?'

Darryl was taken aback; he sprang to his feet and brooded over the bad news!

'Isn't that supposed to take place in two months? It's been only half a month. Why has it started already?'

'No way! I have to head to New World quickly and pick up Yvette!'

Darryl urged his followers in haste. "Come on; we're going to the New World Royal City!"

"Sect Master!"

Eldest Dragon teased Darryl for his over nervousness. "Relax! There is no need to be so anxious even if you want to participate in the tournament."

'Sect Master is candidly showing his true self when he hears about the beautiful princess. He can't even sit still!' At the same time, Second Dragon shot Darryl a mischievous glance. They all thought that Darryl wanted to participate in the martial arts tournament to be the Prince Consort.

"Who told you that I want to participate in the tournament to be the Prince Consort? Princess Yvette is my woman," Darryl replied curtly a