"You—"

Samara realized she had been duped when she noticed the look in Darryl's eyes. She was embarrassed and angry. "Are you deliberately playing with me?" Samara raised her hand and was about to strike him as soon as she finished speaking.

"Oh, dear!" Darryl quickly hid aside and pretended to be innocent. "You are a little unreasonable. Why should I play with you?

"When I learned the beast language, I did become a disciple."

"Shut up!" Samara's face reddened as she scolded in a low voice,