Hiss!

Both Jeffrey and Clara gasped.

'Isn't he a beggar? Why is his strength so terrifying?'

Thud.

Jeffrey's legs weakened, and he fell to the ground; his face was pale, obviously unable to hold it any longer.

"Father!" Clara yelled bitterly and hurried forward to help her father.

At the same time, she did not forget to plead with Darryl. "Hero, please, save my father. Please!"

Darryl walked forward and checked out Jeffrey's injuries and vitals. His expression was glum. He shook his head