Darryl pondered and looked at Ivy with a strange smile. "What is considered a real skill to you?"

Ivy bit her lip and thought momentarily. "Anything, as long as you can convince me!"

Ivy's cunning eyes were flashing.

'Father told me that this person is related to Master Franklin, but he looks more like a liar to me. I'll give him a problem now and see what he is going to do about it.'

'Convince her?'

Darryl frowned at Ivy's suggestion.

The word convince held such a vague meaning. Even if Darryl could pluck a star from the sky for Ivy, she would say that she was still not convinced. Would Darryl not be wasting his effort in vain if that happened?

"How's that?"

Ivy thought that she had scared Darryl off after he did not say anything for some time. She began to ridicule Darryl. "If you can't show me your true ability, then you should leave here as soon as possible. It's best not to let me see you again."

Darryl took a deep breath and smiled. "So you want to see what I'm