The Understated Dragon Lord
Chapter 394 Spirit Hill

Chapter 394 Spirit Hill

Of course, Beauty had no intention of ending Daniel's life, but she planned at least to give him agood scare—one that would leave him so terrified he'd willingly break up with Jessica.

The Mercedes G-Wagon left the city behind, winding on mountain roads for an hour beforeascending a hill. This hill, absent from all major maps, was called Spirit Hill—a place cloaked insecrecy, known as a gateway to the Spirit Realm, the barrier between the mundane and themystical.

As they entered the territory of Spirit Hill, Daniel immediately sensed that something was different,but he pretended to be clueless, turning to Beauty with feigned innocence, "Beauty, where are we?"

"Spirit Hill," she responded.

"Spirit Hill? That name sounds a bit odd. Does this Spirit Hill have some secret?"

Beauty didn’t offer a straight answer but looked at Daniel derisively, "You, a country bumpkin,couldn’t possibly understand."

"If you know something I don't, why not share? What's the story of Spirit Hill? Ever since we enteredSpirit Hill, it feels off." Daniel's hand reached out toward Beauty's thigh as he spoke.

Beauty screamed and slapped his hand away.

Smack!

The blow was mean but missed its mark as Daniel deftly pulled back his hand before the slaplanded, leaving Beauty to inadvertently strike her own thigh.

Beauty cried out, her pale skin reddening with a distinct handprint, "You're terribly cruel to yourself!"

Daniel's taunting only infuriated Beauty further, "I’ll kill you, country bumpkin!"

Fuming, Beauty pulled the car over, pummeled Daniel senselessly, and, panting from the effort,found that Daniel remained unaffected, smiling throughout her attack.

"Beauty, your massage technique isn't bad! How about I give you some money for the effort?"

"Are you asking for an extension? What do you take me for? I won’t stop until I beat you to death!"

This time, Beauty was wiser and avoided using punches. Instead, she reached for Daniel's waistand twisted, drawing genuine shouts of pain from him.

"Beauty, I was wrong! I won't do it again!"

Finally relenting, Beauty commanded, "You drive!"

"Okay!" Daniel agreed instantly, reaching out once again toward Beauty's thigh.

"Not driving that, you pervert! I'll wring your neck!"

Beauty resumed her assault, realizing she didn't feel disgust or revulsion toward Daniel like shewould have with any other man. His antics somehow didn't repel her.