As the group approached, Neera became increasingly confused.

The other party seemed ecstatic, as if they had just reunited with a loved one. Their emotions were so overwhelming that they were on the verge of tears.

If it weren’t for Darcel’s intimidating aura, Neera believed that this crowd would have eagerly embraced them.

“Leave if you don’t want to die,” Darcel coldly rebuked, showing no concern for the odds. His aura was powerful and unpredictable.

The few individuals swallowed hard and hesitated to step forward. However, they were unwilling to leave and remained nervously in their original spot.

“Um… Sir, please don’t be scared. No, I mean, please don’t be angry. We… we’re a little frightened…” the tall man leading the group hesitated before speaking, his tone tinged with a sense of grievance.

Darcel watched with a cold gaze.

Neera was speechless, her face filled with exasperation. What on earth was happening?

What kind of introduction was this? Couldn’t he be a little more subtle?

They had approached and immediately played the weak card. It was quite candid.

However, Neera and Darcel remained cautious.

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The other party’s behavior could be a ploy to catch them off guard. They were unsure if it was a deliberate act or genuine naivety.

Neera scrutinized the man who had spoken, analyzing him with her gaze.

had a handsome and refined appearance. If it weren’t for his disheveled state,

seem like a

him stood five others, all wearing tense expressions, some even showing

trouble to end up in such

that thought, Neera became distracted again, glancing at

current state isn’t much better. We look like refugees, just

and imposing gaze swept over each of their faces.

gaze immediately straightened up, standing tall and firm

to fidget, nervously rubbing his hands together. He then awkwardly scratched the back of his head, looking

have no ill intentions, nor do we wish to -hürt anyone. We just wanted to ask if we could join your team. It seems there are only two of you, and

If we stick together, we’ll surely

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at him coldly, his vigilance unwavering, and began to

you

instantly brightened a bit. He quickly responded, “My name is Cayden.”

you the head

nodded enthusiastically. “Yes! That’s

rolling

Are you

the head

it was someone else’s mischievous kid!

enough before; pushing her into resuming the position of family head.

eyes, which were somewhat adorable as they

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