The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 706 Heir of The Perkins

Smart had already made up his mind with Easton, so Easton directly made his request known. "Daniel, we're hungry too."This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Daniel chuckled to himself, immediately understanding the situation. Clearly, Smart was too proud to ask for food, so he sent Easton as his proxy.

True to the principle of giving food to the one who asks, Daniel took a piece of chicken breast and handed it to Easton. "This piece is for you, only you can eat it. If you give it to anyone else, say goodbye to any food from me, ever!"

Once the terms were clear, Daniel handed over the chicken breast to Easton, who, although starving and salivating, hesitated to indulge.

He turned to look at Smart, as if waiting for an order.

"Don't eat it!" Smart commanded, then reached out his hand toward the succulent meat. "Give it to me!"

Easton froze. Daniel had just

stipulated that the chicken breast was only for him, and now Smart was ordering him to hand it over. Despite his growling stomach,

Smart was his employer, the

man

who provided for him. Without Smart, Easton would have struggled to find a job after college, let alone a position that paid millions annually.

Considering the money and his handsome salary, Easton made a decision and passed the chicken breast to Smart. Smart relished his subordinate's obedience, enjoying the satisfaction of control.

Biting into the chicken breast with gusto, Smart then turned to Daniel, cocksure and gloating. "Country boy, you think everyone listens to you? You know Easton is my assistant; on my payroll. He does what I tell him to Did you really think he'd listen to you over me? You're such a naive hillbilly!"

It was then that a group approached. Daniel focused and saw it was none other than The Perkins' heir, Down, accompanied by Black and White. When they'd left Purple Gold, Down had a small team with him. Now only two remained - Black and White. Judging by their disheveled appearance, they had just lost a fight and retreated here in disarray.

The injuries on all three suggested they had been attacked by some kind of feline. Surely, it must be The Spirit Cat - only it had the prowess to inflict such damage.

The trio headed toward the cabin. Reaching it, Down adopted an imperious air and commanded

Daniel, "Country boy, this cabin imet

ours for tonight. And I'm famished, hand over that roast chicken of

yours right now!"