Yennie and the other Nine Saint Oracles blushed in embarrassment after they heard Darryl's weird request.

They were disgusted by Darryl's daring request. 'He must have a death wish!'

Yennie stomped her feet in anger and said softly, "Darryl, stop poking fun of us. Think of a solution, quickly!"

She constantly looked far into the distance as she spoke; she was afraid that the people from the sects would arrive soon.

Darryl looked relaxed and said flatly, "I'm not fooling around. We have nothing to do with each other, so why should I help you? Besides, I've helped you multiple times just now. Bringing you out of the stone ruin was the ultimate goal. Furthermore, you ladies kept accusing me of killing Cynthia and would not give me a chance to explain. You want me to help you just because you asked me to? Do you think that's appropriate?"

Uh…

Yennie bit her lips. Her pretty face flushed anxiously, but she was speechless.

The other Nine Saint Oracles were also angry, but they