Did their leader refer to that brat as her good big brother? The question echoed in their minds when they heard those words. Lillian had always been highly respected as their leader in the Blood Thorn Mercenary Team. Even though she was a woman, she had never compromised or surrendered no matter the obstacle, and yet, she spoke in such a gentle tone to that scum. The men were furious, Otis more so than the others. Lillian was a goddess in his heart and the woman of his dream. To watch her flirt with another man right in front of him was simply torture, but he knew that he had to endure through it if he wished to live.

Satisfied that Lillian had finally come down from her high horse, Darryl nodded in contentment and beamed. "Fine, since you asked nicely, I'll save them as you wish." He strolled over to stand before Otis and the others and said, "I am going to spare you today in respect to your leader, but be warned that there won't be another chance if you try your luck again. If you w