Darryl felt helpless.

'F*ck! I finally caught hold of one disciple, but he is new?'

Darryl smiled after he saw the disciple's clothes. "I'm terribly sorry for this!" Then, he knocked the back of the disciple's head with a palm attack.

The disciple had no time to react before his vision went dark, and he fainted.

Darryl dragged the disciple to a secluded place, took his shirt clothes off, and put it on himself. Then, he took the disciple's waist badge.

He examined the disciple's appeara