The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 737 I Didn’t

Smart's scheme lay exposed, and in his panic, he frantically denied the accusations. "No! I didn't!"

Then he quickly fabricated an excuse: "I didn't whack you with the stick! I was afraid it might fall and you wouldn't have it to deal with Black tomorrow, so I brought it over to help you store it properly!"

Daniel had other things on his agenda, like dealing with The Spirit Cats in the morning, and he didn't have time for Smart's nonsense.

With a fierce swing of the stick in his hand:

"Smack!"

The stick landed firmly on Smart's behind.

"Ah!" A chilling scream escaped from Smart as he was propelled like a golf ball, flying through the air.

Finally, with a splash, Smart landed in Moon Landing.

The Next Day, Early Morning.

Gentle morning light spilled into the cabin, waking Beauty up. She felt something heavy pressing on her and struggled to breathe. Opening her groggy eyes, she was shocked to find Daniel!

This despicable country boy was sprawled on her chest, sleeping like a pig. To add insult to injury, he had drooled all over, and it stank horribly. Beauty was not one to be trifled with, especially not by Daniel. Her slender fingers reached for his waist and she twisted hard without mercy. The searing pain yanked Daniel from his dreams, fully awake now.

"Ah! Beauty, what on earth? That really hurts!"

"What did you do last night, country boy?" Beauty demanded fiercely.

"I didn't do anything!"Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"Didn't do anything?" Beauty pointed at the drool on her chest. "Then what's this?"

"Uh... haha..."

"Why are you laughing?"

"I got hungry in the middle of the night? It smelled nice, so I couldn't help but drool! But I swear I only drooled, I definitely didn't... touch your chest." "I... You... I'm going to kill you!"

Enraged, Beauty swung her fists at Daniel, who couldn't recall what precisely had happened that night.

Did he actually touch her chest? Exhausted, Beauty had slept deeply, having no idea what this wretched country boy might have done to her.

As for Daniel, he took off running immediately! Even though he was a decent man and hadn't done much the night before, he couldn't deny that her chest had been too soft, too comfortable as a pillow, and he'd involuntarily rubbed against it a few times.

Though it was no big deal, he felt somewhat guilty and fled from Beauty's wrath. She chased after him with a small stick in hand, like a mother running down her mischievous son.

Eventually, Beauty caught Daniel and gave him a good thrashing.

Once the ordeal was over, Daniel approached Black, who had spent the entire night trying to extract his hands from the rock. Despite his strenuous effort, there had been no success. His hands were as stuck as ever.