Lolita bit her lips until it almost bled. She was staring at Darryl with a face filled with shock, and she felt as if her legs had turned into jelly. She finally realized the man she had married was as profound as the ocean itself.

Darryl exhaled lightly and half-smiled at Grady. "Are you still going to deny what you've done?"

"I admit it! I admit it!" Grady said. He was sweating profusely and found it difficult to stand. He then told them everything—how he hired an assassin to kill Old Master Damien and how he colluded with Seth to pin the crime on Darryl.

If he had a choice, Grady would not have admitted to his crime, but alas, he had no choice after he discovered Darryl to be the Saint Lord of the Temple of Lights. With the 12 paladins watching his every move, he was sure he would end up with a fate worse than death if he did not admit to his crime.

Another round of uproar ensued in the hall.

"So, it was Master Grady all along!"

"I would have never guessed!"

"We were all