"Darryl!" Ambrose did not bother to say any other nonsense. He said coldly, "I just buried Megan, and I was prepared to bring you back to the Royal City to be judged as well. But, for Eira's sake, I'll let you off this time. You will not be so lucky the next time you're in my hands."
Since the rain had lightened, Ambrose waved his hands. "Everyone, listen up! Let's go!" Then, he descended Mount Emei without a backward glance.
Darryl sighed as he looked at Ambrose's back.
At that moment, Eira walked forward. She bit her lips and said, "Dad, I shall leave with my brother first. Please take care."
Eira was a woman, so she was more sensitive. She could see that Darryl had many unexplainable struggles to have ended in such a tense state with Ambrose.
Hmm!
Darryl nodded and smiled.
Even though his son was against him, his daughter was kind and caring; so, he was slightly relieved.
Eira did not say anything else; she turned and left.
"Darryl!"
Sloan looked at Darryl with a conflicted expression. Then, she asked softly, "Is Princess Yvette still alright?" Sloan could only ask Darryl when Ambrose was not there; she finally had the chance to do that.
Yvette was the only person Sloan had missed when the New World Emperor died.
"She… She's great." Darryl smiled as he responded to her.
Darryl decided not to tell her about the incident where Megan had forced Yvette to consume the Dark Day Pill; he did not want her to worry too much.
"That's good then." Sloan relaxed before she said thoughtfully, "Take care, we'll see each other again in the future."
Then, Sloan turned and walked out of the main hall and chased after the New World Army.
Darryl, Lily and a few others were the only ones left on Mount Emei. The cold rain continued to fall, and it made the area seem more empty and soulless.
"Hubby!"
After a few more moments of silence, Darryl said gently, "Let's go."
Then, he descended the mountain. Lily and the others quickly followed suit.
Woo! Woo! Woo!
When Darryl and the others had left, the pit in which Megan was buried had sudden movements in the heavy rain. Then, a haggard but petite figure climbed out of the hole. Her exquisite face was utterly pale, and she looked exhausted.
It was Megan.
Perhaps Megan was not fated to die. She had cultivated the Immortal Pure Scripture, and there was a breath-holding method that allowed them to hold their breath for a few hours. Zhang Jue was inspired by that method when he created the ultimate technique—Death and Alive Scripture.
When Ambrose ordered the bury Megan alive, she had engaged that breath-holding method.
Then, when she was buried in the pit, her other senses were still activated even though she could not breathe. She could hear what they said aboveground. She knew that Ambrose would find a more cruel way to punish her if he knew about that.
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