The Understated Dragon Lord
Chapter 655 Down's Plan

Chapter 655 Down's Plan



Beauty couldn't believe Daniel had the nerve to stare at another woman so blatantly right in front of her, his gaze fixated on Victoria's chest of all places. Without a second thought, she twisted his arm, fiercely.

"Ow, ow, ow!" Daniel cried out in pain, his voice laced with a surprised joy.

"Shut it! No screaming!" Beauty looked like she was scolding her own husband, her face stern.

"You twist my arm for no reason and tell me not to yell? That's just downright bossy!" Daniel shot back at her, a frown plastering across his face.

"For no reason? Where were your wandering eyes just a second ago?" Beauty questioned.

"Where was I looking? Nowhere special. And since Victoria didn't mind, is it really your place to comment?" Daniel protested.

"You...I..." Beauty, lost for words and filled with irritation, kicked Daniel's behind so hard he nearly stumbled to the ground.

In the midst of their playful banter, Down arrived. As the heir to the Perkins family, and given that Purple Gold was Perkins territory, he was naturally the night's main star.

Down wasn't alone; following him were two older gentlemen dressed in long robes. Known as the Black and White Knights, they were addressed as Black Ward and White Ward, respectively. Both were sixth-tier martial arts experts. On the U.S. martial arts ranking, Black Ward was rated ninth, while White Ward followed at tenth. Although their rankings were close, their prowess was nearly on par. Black Ward led by virtue of being the older twin, having been born just one minute before White Ward.

The Perkins were the foremost family in Washington D.C., and as its heir, Down couldn't afford to lose on such a grand occasion as tonight's elite gathering. So, grabbing the Spirit Cat was a must-win for him.

Down had announced that the Spirit Cat was at Purple Gold, but in truth, it was hiding atop Purple Gold Hill, a range stretching across hundreds of miles with dense forests and peaks as high as 4863 meters (about 15,961 feet).

Finding the Spirit Cat in Purple Gold Hill would be like searching for a needle in a haystack, which is why the elite gala wasn't just for one day, but for an entire week.

After the young masters and mistresses of the major families had greeted Down, he took the stage and began to speak.

"This elite gala is a fair contest

among the third generation of the eight great families of Washington D.C. Whoever captures the Spirit Cat will claim first place. The one who does so will not only own the Spirit Cat they'll also become the leader of our generation. Everyone else must follow their lead!"

Down's words sent ripples of shock through the audience. They hadn't expected such a twist.

It was clear what Down meant and why he had brought along the Black and White Knights.

It turned out he had been planning ahead!

Smart chuckled to himself upon

hearing this. He had been aware of

Down's scheme all along and had,

Yel

made preparations of his own. He, too, had enlisted the help of a mysterious figure to capture the Spirit Cat for him.