Those men were fast. They were above Darryl in the blink of an eye.

The leader was in his forties. He had a beard, and his eyes sparkled with a sharpness that scared people away from looking at him. He was also exuding a powerful aura. His companions were not weak either. They were all in the eighth grade, on average.

'Damn!' Darryl was astounded to see so many elites there. 'Are they also with Granny Rafflesia?' he wondered pitifully.

If that was the case, he had no way out. His fairy soul p