Jasmine’s face was cold. She was furious when she saw that Darryl did not even look back but continued running. She lifted her gentle hands, and a few rays of cold glow shined, slicing through the darkness, and came after Darryl.

Squeak. Squeak. Squeak.

Wherever the cold glow passed through, the air would generate a sharp squeaking sound. It was as fast as lightning, and in a blink of an eye, it reached Darryl’s back.

Darryl had the shock of his life. ‘What secret weapon is that? It is so pow