Chapter 4167
Though Oliver held deep grudges against Darryl, he was also aware that he was a righteous man
instead of a small person who would switch sides. Therefore, Darryl would certainly have not
surrendered to Morticia.
A few hours earlier, Oliver was waiting for a chance. However, the Black Tortoise King stayed in his
tent and he could not find a time. Until the night came and Oliver saw the Black Tortoise King had
left, he knew that it was his chance.
Oliver's plan was simple. He only needed a reason to lure Darryl away from his tent, so he would be
able to enter it and search it.
Quickly, Oliver had looked through the tent once and he did not find any clues. He was frustrated
but as he was about to leave, something caught his eyes. He saw that there was a piece of paper
and a quill in the corner of the tent. Moreover, the ink on the quill had not dried up. Darryl had
recently written a letter.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe became emotional and rushed over. He then buried the quill and the paper underneath the tent.
Oliver was a cunning person. He knew that the quill and the paper were insufficient to convict Darryl
but perhaps at a critical time, it could become evidence.
After burying the quill and the paper, Oliver left the tent.
Meanwhile, Darryl had gone to Morticia's tent and saw that the light was still turned on.
Seeing that, he called out softly from outside, "Fiend Martyr? ■
However, it was quiet and no one answered. Darryl frowned and walked in hesitantly.
’D*mn it?' As he entered the tent, he was stunned by what he saw.
Inside the tent, was a huge bathtub made of black stones and it was filled with hot water.
At that time, there was a graceful figure soaking in the water. The person's fair skin
contrasted hugely when next to the black bathtub. The charming body loomed out of the
water and Darryl was
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It was Morticia.
At that moment, Darryl could clearly see, Morticia was taking her bath and her delicate
facial features were covered in water droplets, making them look moisturized and crystal
clear. She was absolutely flawless.
'Beautiful! She's so beautiful. Who would have thought, Morticia, who was always arrogant
and cold, would have a graceful and charming side of her,' he thought.
At that moment, Darryl stared with his eyes wide open and an endless exclamation in his
heart. Little did he know that Morticia was not only taking a bath, but she was also
cultivating a method unique to the fiend race. It was called the Abyss Yin Method.
It was a cultivation method to achieve chill and heat. To avoid being haunted by the chill,
Morticia would soak in a hot tub every time she cultivated the method. It was to ward off
the excessive cold.
At that moment, as Darryl was lost in his mind, he suddenly felt a sense of hostility. He
saw Morticia had opened her eyes.
Instantly, her beautiful face turned red caused by the steam of the hot water while her eyes glared
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmat Darryl with great animosity. "Darryl?"
Darryl started sweating as he saw Morticia staring at him and panicked. He was too consumed by
the view and got lost in himself.
Then, Morticia pursed her lips and glared at Darryl with rage, "How dare you barge into my tent?
You're asking for death..."
Immediately, her face was filled with rage. She was one of the 12 Fiend Martyrs, arrogant and
elegant. Being naked in front of a man was worse than dying.
Sensing Morticia's rage, Darryl did not know whether to cry or laugh and quickly explained, "Fiend
Martyr, please don't be angry! Please calm down. Oliver told me that you asked for me and that's
why I came. I called out to you just now but you didn't answer, and so, I...I walked in!"
As he spoke, he appraised Morticia. It was undeniable that she was a beauty. Her body and her face
were perfect. The scene of her taking a bath was a beautiful view.
As Darryl remained calm, he was also silently holding himself back from anger. 'D*mn it. How dare
Oliver fool me. Morticia didn't even ask for me.'