'Sh*t! How can she be that ruthless?' Darryl was shocked and angry.

With no regret on her exquisite face, Veron peered down from the edge of the hole and said, "That is what you get for being a pervert."

Then, she sat down on the ground and began to meditate. She would wait until daybreak to tell the people in the Hidden Hero Sect that Darryl had escaped from the dungeon. There should be nothing left of him by then, so even if her mother knew about the truth, she would not blame her.

The wind whipped in Darryl's ears as he continued his descent down the hole. His hands were still bound. When he realized that he was about to reach the bottom, he took a deep breath and pressed one of his feet against the wall to get into a horizontal position to lessen the impact.

Even so, he felt his blood surged at the landing and immediately gushed out a mouthful of blood. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for him to get hurt when falling from a height of several hundred meters.