Jeremy wanted to say no. However, he saw that Darryl flipped his wrist, and a long blood-red sword appeared in his hand, so he knew he had no other choice unless he wanted to die.

The sword looked dangerous. Together with Darryl’s cold glare, if he dare said no, he was afraid there might be a bloodbath.

Thud!

Jeremy knelt. He could care less about his ego anymore. Compared to his own life, his ego meant nothing.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Mister Darryl,” Jeremy apologized non-stop, he was sweat