'What did I just hear?'

Darryl was stunned to hear that. 'So Monica is not here? And that's Cynthia in there?'

"There's no need for the treasures. I'll recover after a short rest." Just as Darryl pondered in surprise, he heard Cynthia's muffled and weak voice from the room.

"Okay, you should rest well, then!" Lord Kenny responded with a smile, but he did not leave immediately. Instead, he took a bottle of medicine from his body discreetly and sprinkled it through the crack of the door gently.

Darryl saw the medicine turned into a plume of smoke when it hit the air; it penetrated the room through the cracks in the door.

F*ck!

Darryl frowned; he knew what had happened.

Lord Kenny turned up alone and mysteriously because he wanted to sully Cynthia.

Darryl was enraged.

Lord Kenny was a despicable b*stard! Cynthia had helped him fight against Darryl during the day, and that was he would treat her in return.

Darryl did not know that Lord Kenny had become a puppet under th