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Chapter 4218

Yvette did not answer any of Gonggong's questions.

"Master!"

Just then, Lord Kenny called out to Yvette impatiently. "Quick, kill her! She's the North

Moana Marshal-no one will be able to stop US after you kill her."

Lord Kenny's voice was laced with desperation.

He noticed that Yvette had spared Gonggong in her attacks.

"Shut up!"

Yvette knitted her brows in annoyance as she roared at Lord Kenny." Whether I kill her or

not is not up to you." Lord Kenny was too annoying.

Just then, Gonggong rushed forward. She lunged and snatched the mask off Yvette's face.

Yvette had been distracted by Lord Kenny and could not react in time. As the mask fell,

her exquisite features were revealed.

"You-"

Yvette flushed with anger. She glowered at Gonggong, and she was at a loss of words

while her heart raced.

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Crap! Her identity had been exposed. Darryl and the Carter family would have to pay the

price for it.

Everyone else froze as well, including the 300,000 royal soldiers and the soldiers guarding

the Hazel Hen Gate. All their eyes were on Yvette's face. They were shocked beyond

words.

What a beautiful woman!

Was that not Yvette Lane, the New World's ex-princess and Darryl Darby's lover?

Silence ensued.

One could practically hear a pin drop in the Hazel Hen Gate.

"Oh. It's you."

Gonggong stared at Yvette in shock, only coming to her senses after a beat. She stared at

Yvette, the ghost of a smile on her face. "When the Raksasa tribe incited chaos onto the

Nine Mainland through the Wild Deserted Secret Region, Darryl had done a great deal to

help the Nine Mainland. We all see him as a hero, admired and respected by everyone.

Who would have thought that his lover would help the fiend race attack the Nine Mainland

one day?

"I don't know if I should be amused or disappointed, Yvette Lane."

As she spoke, Gonggong held back her urge to lose her temper and yell at Yvette, but her

gaze was icy with mockery and disappointment.

Gonggong thought that Darryl and his family would never commit such an act of betrayal.

Yet, it had happened. The master that had helped Lord Kenny had been Yvette.

No one would believe it had they not seen it with their own eyes.

F*ck!

At the same time, Lord Kenny stood frozen in shock as he stared at Yvette with an

unreadable expression on his face.

The master that Skylar had sent was her?

All the excitement and glee Lord Kenny had felt from earlier disappeared in an instant,

replaced with frustration and indignance.

Lord Kenny would have been fine had it been anyone else but Yvette. The two had a deep

hatred for each other, and Yvette had also taken the fiend soul from Janson’s grave.

Lord Kenny thought that Yvette had taken something that was supposed to be his.

Lord Kenny also could not stand how he had begged and bowed to Yvette just moments

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ago for her help. He did his best to please her. It was a hard pill to swallow when he found

out that the master was Yvette.

At Gonggong's jeers and mockery, Yvette's face flushed crimson from humiliation.

Yvette struggled to calm down. She kept a steady tone as she addressed Gonggong. "I

don't want to explain further, Honorable Gonggong. All I can say is that everything I did

today has nothing to do with Darryl or the Carter family members."

Obviously, Gonggong did not believe that. She scoffed coldly, turning to soar toward the

Hazel Hen Gate.

As she flew forward, Gonggong called out to the soldiers guarding the gate. "Retreat at

once, at full speed."

Then, Gonggong took off into the distance.

Gonggong understood that protecting the Hazel Hen Gate was beyond her ability that day.

Despite her indignance at losing, at least she learned that she had been up against Yvette.

What mattered then was to get the soldiers guarding the Hazel Hen Gate to safety and to

avoid any more unnecessary deaths.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

At that order, almost a hundred thousand guard soldiers retreated from the Hazel Hen

Gate at top speed without any hesitation.