Darryl had been flying for nearly an hour, and he was exhausted. He chose to land on the mountain range quickly and rushed into the courtyard without hesitation.

Grunt would catch up with him sooner or later if he continued to fly, so it was better to take a risk and hide in the courtyard.

"Who's there?"

As soon as Darryl landed on his feet, he heard a deep voice, and then an old man walked out of the room with an indifferent expression. A breath that could not be underestimated filled his entire body.

'F*ck, someone is living here?'

Darryl was startled by the sight of the old man. He was utterly stunned when he saw the old man's face.

The old man looked like an immortal—it was the Ghost Valley Sage.

"Master!"

Darryl recovered from his shock after a few seconds. He was surprised and delighted.

He dashed forward and knelt in front of the Ghost Valley Sage. "Master, your disciple, Darryl, is pleased to meet you."

Darryl was indescribably excited.

A few years ago, the Ghost V