Chapter 5037
Darryl seemed unfazed by her imploring tactics and appeared to be at ease.
He had always had a favorable view of Sandra. He did not want to pursue the matter
because she had asked for that personally. He leaned back on his chair, cracking his neck.
"Damn, I'd be a real *sshole to turn you down, wouldn't I? Well, I didn't sleep too well last
night, I think. My neck seems to be a little stiff.
"My legs ache quite a bit, too. It'd be nice if someone could give me a massage, don't you
think?"
As the words rang through the air, Sandra's cheeks flushed red as she squirmed with
discomfort.
Did Derrick mean that he wanted her to massage him?
She was still among the most esteemed disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, and she
maintained her purity. How embarrassing would that be if word got out that she gave a
man a massage in front of all those people?
At the same time, Ronny's expression shifted as well. He stared intently at Darryl, furious
but not daring to utter a word.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtF*ck!
'Sandra is mine. How dare Derrick Darby ask her for a back rub?' How would that do? Yet,
upon second thought, his life was in Darryl's hands. The slightest wrong move might result
in his powers being forcefully taken from him or even his life.
Ronny could only lower his head in shame.
Darryl saw Ronny's response, and his chest skipped with ease.
'Where'd all that cockiness go, Ronny? Trying to pick on me all the time? Take that! I will
have the girl of your dreams give me a massage. Let's see how you feel about that.'
Darryl pretended to cough at the sight of Sandra standing in front of him shyly, speaking
in a pitying tone. "It seems like no one wants to give me a massage. That's fine, then. I'll
return to the Pill Tower and have my elixir
assistant give me one."
Darryl rose from his chair, moving to leave the Wild Crane Restaurant.
"Don't-"
Ronny thought his heart was about to fall out of his chest when he realized Darryl was
about to leave. "Don't go!" he shouted.
Ronny's expression twisted in agony as he begged Sandra. "I don't want to die, Senior
Sister."
What a burden!
Sandra rolled her eyes at Ronny. She stomped her feet, tugging on Darryl." Don't be in
such a hurry. I'll rub your shoulders for you."
She did not want to give Darryl a massage. Yet, her junior brother's life depended on that.
Saving a life was more important than anything, and she had to do it so she could explain
it to her master.
"Oh, my!"
Darryl flopped back onto a chair, putting on an expression of surprise as he grinned at
Sandra. "Are you going to give me a massage, Miss Swanson? I'm a little flattered."
Darryl looked at Ronny as he talked and said, "Did you think about doing that for your
useless junior brother? That is not necessary! You're a pure woman. You can't just do that
to help someone like him."
Darryl shook his head repeatedly. "No, no! You're my friend too!"
Pfft...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe Pure Yang Division disciples smirked to themselves.
The Sect Master had a wicked sense of humor. He was obviously trying to get Sandra to
serve him, but he was trying to act serious. How interesting.
The Pure Yang Division disciples did not dare to laugh out loud. They kept silent, watching
the commotion.
Motherf*cker!
Sprawled on the ground, Ronny almost passed out from anger.
'Derrick is such a b*stard, trying to take advantage of me under the pretense of being a
nice guy. How f*cking shameless was that guy?'
"I-"
Sandra's face flushed even redder as her emotions fell into a frenzy, and she rushed to
shake her head. "It's not because of my junior brother that I want to serve you, Sect
Master! I just thought you looked tired, and I'd help you relax a little."
Sandra was a smart lady. Of course, she knew what Darryl was trying to do. Had it been
anyone else, she would have long lost her temper, but that was the head of the Elixir
Sector, second only to the Palace Master at the Pure Yang Division. There was no way she
could just get angry as she liked.