Chapter 3393
Darryl looked relaxed; he was not at all panicked.
Even though Vernon's men were not weak, Darryl did not see them as a threat at all.
However, Darryl did not show his actual level of strength. Instead, he pretended to be very scared; he kept
yelling and dodging around.
"Argh! All of you guys are against me alone, what a big bully!"
While dodging around, Darryl kept moving everything in front of him to block the footpath of the others behind
him. He was moving the table, panel screen, chairs, and even the ivory bed.
"Ouch!"
A guy looked like he was about to catch hold of Darryl, but without warning, he bumped his head on the table
and let out a howl. He crouched and bent over, clutching his head.
"Ouch!"
"Ouch...my eyes!"
The rest of the people were either smashed in the face by chairs or smashed into the ivory
bed in the next few minutes. In the end, they all fell to the ground with painful
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F*ck!
Vernon blew his top. He had so many men besieged a single person, yet no one could get
hold of that guy. Instead, Vernon’s men were knocked down by that guy using his
unorthodox method. What a shame.
At the same time, the Queen trembled. She looked at Darryl in surprise.
‘He's so lucky to have knocked so many people down using just furniture!'
The Queen thought that Darryl was no more than a saint king, so he was lucky to have
managed to knock down so many people with just furniture. Apart from good luck, she
could not think of any other reason for that.
"You must have a death wish!"
Finally, Vernon reacted. He glared indignantly at Darryl and shouted angrily. Then, he
rushed forward.
He laughed.
Darryl smirked after he saw that Vernon was aggravated, but he maintained a panic look
on his face, "oh, are you angry now?"
While yelling, Darryl sped up and made Vernon go after him around the room.
When Darryl was dodging Vernon's men, he seemed to be dragging the table and chair
around casually, but in fact, he was deploying a formation.
The formation was ready, and all Darryl had to do was trap Vernon within it, and Vernon
would not have a way out.
Vernon had no idea that something was hidden behind those disarrayed furniture. He was
set to kill Darryl on the spot.
However, after chasing Darryl around for some time, he realized that something was
wrong. He was only less than two meters away from Darryl, yet he could not catch up with
Darryl.
Furthermore, the furniture around him seemed to be changing their position as if they
were alive.
Time was ticking away slowly, Vernon was furious, but he was nowhere near Darryl!
The Queen was shocked to see what was happening!
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe could see that Darryl was dodging embarrassingly around her room being chased down by Vernon, yet
Vernon could not catch hold of him.
'How could that be possible?'
'Vernon is at the saint honor level, and that guy is only a saint king! Their strength is vastly different, and Vernon
should be able to catch up real quick. Why does it seem like Vernon got taken round and round like a headless
chicken?'
'Who is he? Is he one of the assassins out there? But if he is an assassin, why would he help me go against
Vernon?'
The Queen frowned as she pondered that, she kept staring at Darryl; she was completely in a daze.
Soon, half an hour passed.
Vernon was sweating profusely, but he remained two meters away from Darryl.
"So, your name is Vernon!"
All of a sudden, Darryl stood still and looked at Vernon with a sly smile. "Your strength is not low, but you are not
that powerful. You want to be a Duke, but you can't even catch someone as insignificant as me? Aren't you afraid
of being ridiculed?" Darryl laughed.