Meanwhile, at another lodge in the New World's Royal City.

Ophelia was in a room on the second floor, and she sat there with a cold expression on her face. Her eyes were filled with anger. She had also heard about how her disciple had lured Darryl to the volcano crater with Rachel.

Ewan knelt in front of her; his face was full of terror.

All the other disciples surrounded them. They all were silent; no one dared even to take a breath.

The atmosphere in the entire room was intense beyond any deion.

"Ewan, how dare you lie to your master?" Ophelia shouted as her body shook. "First, you ambushed Darryl, and then you and Rachel instigated the misunderstanding between Darryl and the Emei Sect. Do you think that you can hide that from me? A few Beggars Sect disciples had seen what you did last night! How could you do such an evil thing?"

Ophelia looked disappointed, and her heart ached. "No matter what, Darryl is also your brother in this sect!"

"Master—"

Ewan cried as he knelt there