The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 667 Unreliable

Just as Daniel was about to react to Beauty's fierce grip, she silenced him with a stern glance.

"Don't make a sound!" she commanded before continuing with an air of threat, "Go catch a fish, and if you can't catch one, I'll use your little sausage as bait!"

"It's not a little sausage but a large one!" Daniel cheekily rebuffed. "Besides, my 'large sausage' could catch fish, but only a mermaid as beautiful as you, Beauty!"

Daniel's crude joke, accompanied by a suggestive wiggle of his anatomy, only further incited Beauty's fury.

"Believe me, if I yank it off?" she snapped, then delivered a kick that sent Daniel splashingly into the pool.

"Beauty, do you want to see me all drenched? If we're playing the wet seduction game, you should at least wait until I've caught the fish! By kicking me in with such a splendid splash, you've scared off the fish. How am I supposed to catch anything now?"

"Use your little sausage to catch them!" Beauty retorted, hands on hips.

"It's not a 'little sausage,' it's a 'large sausage.' Why don't you come over and have a taste to see for yourself?" Daniel continued to provoke, his tone tauntingly playful.

"Get lost!" Beauty's temper flared at Daniel's incessant teasing, even as she secretly relished being toyed with. When he had made that outrageous comment, she felt a momentary impulse to bite him hard, to teach him a lesson.

Having been thrown into the pool, Daniel emerged soaking wet. He found a large rock to sit on and started fishing using his makeshift rod and line. Despite it being the summer, the mountain night was damp and chilly.

Despite her previous verbal sparring, Beauty worried Daniel might catch a cold or fall ill. To keep him warm, she brought over a torch from the cave and piled up some dry sticks to build a fire beside him.

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"Are you showing concern for me, Beauty? Worried I might catch a cold?" Daniel teased.

"Concern for you? You wish!" Beauty shot back sarcastically. "I'm just making sure you don't use not catching a fish as an excuse. I might as well roast and eat you instead!"

"If you want to eat me, there's no need for roasting. My flesh, like salmon, tastes better raw. Why not try for yourself?" Daniel offered provocatively. "Keep spouting that nonsense, and I swear I'll burn your dick to a crisp like a roasted bird!"

Amidst their bickering and playful insults, Daniel's fishing rod suddenly twitched—a fish had taken the bait!

Immediately, Daniel reeled in the line and pulled up a handsome fish weighing five to six pounds. The mountain stream-raised fish was sure to be delicious.

After properly preparing the catch,

Daniel began to grill the fish.

Although they had brought no seasoning, the wilderness offered plenty of aromatic herbs. Daniel gathered unknown wildflowers and herbs, crushed them into a paste, and slathered them on the fish before putting it to roast over the open flames, paying no mind to the smoke billowing from the fish.

Seeing the plumes of thick smoke, Beauty wondered if Daniel really knew how to grill fish or if he was just winging it and running the risk of ruining their meal.