As he pondered to himself, Darryl noticed that Sheniqua had forgotten to lock the door. He slipped out quietly.

Suddenly, ten figures clad in black could be seen trying to pass over the walls. They had their faces covered, and it was not difficult to tell that they were bandits.

"Argh!"

At the sight of those people, Sheniqua let out a piercing scream. However, before she could shout for help, she had been captured and muffled by the bandits. The group leader growled ferociously, "Don't make another sound, or I'm going to kill you."

As he spoke, he rested his long sword on Sheniqua's neck. The blade was ice cold, making Sheniqua tremble in fear as her face paled.

Darryl frowned to himself. 'Motherf*cker. Was this a robbery?'

Just then, the bandits discovered Darryl as well. They rushed over, tying his hands up.

At the same time, cries blared out from the great hall at the Stanford mansion as they broke out in chaos.

"There's been a bandit attack!"

"Please send help!"

Just then