On both sides of the main hall, a dozen men and women were standing quietly, each of them dressed in black, and he could tell they were all very powerful. Darryl instantly recognized Madame Pandora amongst them.

He became furious at the sight of her. He was right; she had lied to him! He started to wonder where she had brought him. Madame Pandora bit her lips; she felt guilty when she sensed Darryl glaring at her. She would have sent him away if she had known Rosalind was spying on them.

Darryl swept his eyes across his surroundings until his gaze fell on the throne, which caused him to be startled and gasp. A beautiful and sexy woman sat on the throne. She appeared to be around 30 years old and was dressed in a long black dress, which accentuated her figure even more. Her facial features were absolutely alluring though a little cold and mysterious.

He quickly sensed her power and was startled to discover she was a high-ranked saint god. He would soon find out that the woman was c