Quincy had always thought Darryl was useless except for some of his tricks. How could he possibly know how to make the Dousing Pills?

F*ck!

Darryl was so annoyed to hear what Quincy had said; he laughed bitterly. Then, he looked at Quincy and said, "Your Highness, the Ghost Valley Sage was sure that I could make it. If you don't believe that I can do it, do you also not believe in the Ghost Valley Sage?"

Darryl had enough of Quincy, who never missed a chance to embarrass him.

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