As the final word rang through the air, Herod's gaze glinted coldly.

Indeed, he planned to call upon a massacre tonight. Besides, the Stanfords did not care about their good-for-nothing son-in-law. He would be the first to die.

Darryl's clothes were torn open to reveal his chest. One of the Snow Wolf Mountain members drew his long sword, walking forward briskly.

'F*ck me!'

At the sight, Darryl got the fright of his life. His forehead beaded with sweat as he called out, "Please hold on, everyone. You've got the wrong man. I'm not the Stanfords' son-in-law."

As his words rang through the air, everyone, including Old Master Stanford and the surrounding Stanford members, began yelling as they could hardly contain their fury.

'Derrick' was truly something else, still spouting such nonsense at this point.

What was even more infuriating was that Selina had already been captured, and as her fiance, he did not only not bother thinking of a way to save her. Instead, he tried his best to p