Diana frowned slightly and turned to look at Donna. "Donna, where is Sandhurst?"

Donna bit her lip; her beautiful face looked embarrassed. ‘What do I do? Do I tell them the truth? But if the real Darryl is not around, who would believe that this ‘Darryl’ beside Zhang Jue is fake?’

Zhang Jue and Harold, who stood quietly to the side, glanced at each other. Then, Zhang Jue secretly winked at Harold.

Harold understood immediately. As Zhang Jue's loyal follower, he could easily get what Zhang Jue meant.

"Master!" Donna could not stand it anymore; she wanted to speak out about the situation. However, she was interrupted by a voice as soon as she started to say something.

"Altar Master Alan is so powerful!" The voice was not loud, but it sounded like they were mocking him.

A figure stepped out and stood in front of Donna. It was Harold.

Harold stood unyieldingly before Donna, seemingly standing up for her.

Zhang Jue suggested that Harold, in the name of Darryl, appear to stand up for