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Chapter 4291
For a moment, the charming low voice echoed in the room.
Meanwhile, after they returned to the thatched cottage, Olive prepared a place for Darryl to rest.
Olive was a caring person. She especially made a bed near the window for Darryl. She thought he could enjoy the scenery
outside as soon as he got up every morning.
He stared at Olive busying around; Darryl felt a warmth in his heart and sighed.
Like Jewel, Olive was a diligent womanOlive-whoever married her in the future would be a lucky man.
As he sighed, he saw the herbs on the shelves around him. Suddenly, an idea occurred to him. Senior Divine Farmer had
taught him some recipes to remove scars in the past. Perhaps he could make the medicine for Olive.
If he could remove the mark on her face, he could repay her for her help.
After he had made up his mind, he began to pick herbs.
’Dart!"
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Olive laughed and asked, "What are you doing?"
Darryl smiled and said, "I'll make a prescription for you." The Divine Farmer had said that
everyone's physique was different, so the medicine needed to be prescribed according to
each person.
Therefore, he did not want to tell Olive what he was doing before he had complete
confidence.
Hearing that, Olive stopped asking.
Half an hour later, Darryl prepared the medicine and crushed it according to the method
taught by Divine Farmer. He then mixed it with clear water and made it into an ointment.
After that, Darryl smiled at Olive and said, "That medicine needs to be applied externally,
but I still have internal injuries. Do you want to try it? I've thought about it for a while. It's
not convenient to touch your body other than your face. How about I apply it to the mark
on your face?"
Olive was stunned for a moment and then nodded with a smile. "Okay."
Olive was so kind that she never doubted that Darryl would hurt her. 1
After she agreed, Darryl quickly applied the ointment on her face, full of anticipation.
However, a few minutes later, Olive did not feel anything, and the mark did not disappear.
Darryl sighed. He knew that the medicine failed, but he was not discouraged. He had to
stay there for some time. Before leaving, he must remove the scars for Olive.
Before long, the sky darkened.
Olive could not stay for much longer, so she said goodbye to Darryl and left.
After Olive left, Darryl sat there with his legs crossed and began to merge with the Red
Lotus Fayette power.
In the next two days, Olive accompanied Darryl in the daytime to prepare food for him and
then left at night. Darryl kept adjusting the formula during the day as he continued to try
to find a way to remove the mark on Olive's face.
In the evening, Darryl merged the Red Lotus Fayette power.
In the afternoon, Darryl made the ointment and waited for Olive.
However, at that time, he heard footsteps. Darryl turned around and frowned.
Diego arrived with more than a dozen disciples. At that time, Diego had rested for a few days, and his injuries were almost
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhealed. His face had a natural healthy glow, but his eyes were gloomy and cold.
’Brat!"
Diego stood in front of Darryl, sized him up, and could not hide his hostility. ’You are lucky to be the nominal disciple to the
deputy sect leader, but so what? You are a nominal disciple; you are not a real member of the Sword Sect."
As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples behind him also began to cheer.
'That’s right. A nominal disciple is not a big deal."
’As far as I'm concerned, the deputy sect leader pitied him."
’Anyway, if he becomes an official disciple, it will be too humiliating for the Sword Sect. How can we bring him around like
that?"
They sneered at him. Darryl sat calmly without any expression on his face.
Darryl had expected that Diego would make trouble for him, but he did not expect it to come so soon.
Since Darryl did not say anything, Diego thought he was a coward. He sneered and got close to him. "Hey, where are your
manners? Shouldn't you bow to your seniors when you see them?’
As he spoke, he saw the ointment beside him. He deliberately knocked it off the ground and kicked it out. "Can a nominal
disciple use the herbs here?"