Darryl was about to rip Jackie's dress off.

Pitter-patter…

Suddenly, they heard footsteps from the mountain ahead.

Darryl raised his gaze and frowned. It was a group of about seven to eight Holy Saint Sect's disciples. They marched in line and were approaching their location.

Jackie and the other Sect Master trembled; they had mixed feelings about what was about to happen.

'B*stard Darryl! Would he search my body in front of the Holy Saint Sect disciples?'

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

Darryl chuckled when he noticed the change in Jackie's expression and said sarcastically, "Is the dignified goddess from the Yellow Sea Continent afraid now?"

"You—" Jackie bit her lips. She was embarrassed and angry. "Are you going to let me go?"

"Do you think it will happen?" Darryl said, "How could I let you go so easily when you willingly present yourself to me?" Then, Darryl walked forward and carried Jackie and Sect Master, one in each his arm, and dashed into the woods nearby.

The Holy Sa