However, Dominic seemed to ignore Ivy's anger.

In the next second, Dominic regained his thoughts and looked Darryl up and down. "What's your name?"

"I..." Darryl hesitated. "My name is Darry Darbyl!"

He continued to speak, sounding frustrated, “You’re the Mayor of San Morio City, right? Honestly, I’m really not a slave; I was arrested by mistake.”

Dominic did not seem to care about that, but he stared closely at Darryl. “You arranged these potted plants?”

His gaze held indescribable complexity and urgency.

‘What? The Mayor knows about formations?’ Darryl frowned discreetly.

“Yes, I did.” Darryl nodded, appearing calm, but actually was panicking inside.

If Dominic was able to solve the formation, Darryl would no longer have the advantage. His internal energy still had not fully recovered and he would not be able to fight against so many soldiers.

Just when Darryl was feeling worried, he saw Dominic take a deep breath. Then, he waved his hand. "Everyone, retreat!"

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