'What?'

After Darryl asked a few more people, he finally approached an old man who looked like a fairy. Suddenly, he frowned.

The old man seemed very arrogant.

He was dressed in a black linen long robe. He had a fairy-like, magical look and a slightly raised frontal bone. Even though he wore ordinary clothes, he had a unique temperament.

Darryl could feel the old man's unfathomable strength that he could not understand.

He was even more puzzled when he realized that the old man had turned his nose up at him while the other elites had behaved quite respectfully.

How interesting!

The old man had a very unique personality, indeed.

Darryl wondered about that, and he was about to ask when the old man stepped toward him.

"Were you the one who released me from the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower?" the old man asked coldly as he observed Darryl. His voice was not loud, but he spoke unwaveringly.

What?

Darryl was stunned.

'I was about to ask you, but you've thrown me