Darryl thought about how he could comfort the distraught father and daughter when they heard a series of footsteps. In the blink of an eye, a dozen men rushed into the ruined temple. Each of them held a saber in their hands. The group of people exuded a terrifying aura, and they were unquestionably ruthless killers.

They were also rather powerful. Their strength was, at the very least, level three Martial Saint.

When they arrived and confronted Jeffrey and his daughter, the leader looked down