The Understated Dragon Lord
Chapter 661 Asking for Directions

Chapter 661 Asking for Directions



Different women offered different flavors, and Daniel wasn't picky-he didn't mind getting a taste of various personalities. After all, men naturally sought out what made them happiest.

Spotting a worm on a leaf, Daniel picked it up and, with a teasing grin, presented it to Beauty, "What do you think about this little guy?"

"Ah! Aaah!" Beauty screamed in terror, and while she shrieked, she delivered a volley of punches to Daniel.

"Get lost, you bumpkin! You're trying to scare me to death! Get rid of that nasty worm, or I'll kill you!" Beauty might have been fearless in all other respects, but insects were her one true fear-even the tiniest caterpillar could send her into a panic.

"So, you're afraid of worms?" Daniel laughed heartily, brandishing the squirming creature in front of Beauty again.

"Ah! Aaah!" She let out another scream.

"Country bumpkin, get that away from me! Move back! If you scare me with that filthy worm again, I'm going to massacre you!" Beauty had picked up a twig from the ground and began smacking Daniel as if disciplining a disobedient sub.

"Handsome, don't scare Beauty; she is terrified of worms," Victoria intervened before addressing Beauty, "He just loves to annoy people; he's asking for a beating by acting like this. The more you hit him, the more excited he gets."

"That's right! This jerk is always begging for punishment! I could beat him hundreds of times a day, and he'd never learn his lesson!" Beauty dropped the twig and pointed at the worm in Daniel's hand, demanding, "What on earth did you catch this worm for? Free it this instant!"

"To ask the natives here for

directions, we need to offer them

something first. This worm might be small, but it should suffice as their tip," Daniel explained as he set the worm on the ground, right in front of a little ant.

The ant was quick to notice the worm and tried to drag it back to its nest with its mandibles. However, the small creature couldn't budge the worm, especially since it was still alive and writhing. After a prolonged struggle, the worm ended up pinning the ant underneath its plump body. Eventually, the ant managed to free itself and scurried down into an anthill beneath the roots of a tree.

As Daniel watched the ant disappear, laughing, Beauty kicked him in the buttocks, her irritation clear.

"Are you serious? Playing with ants at your age? Aren't you a little too old for such childish games?"

"I'm asking for directions!"

"Asking for directions? Did you even ask? You were just playing with that worm."

"Who says you have to speak to ask for directions? I can do it without saying a word."

At that moment, the little ant emerged from the anthill-not alone, but with a whole squadron of ants following it.

Seeing the battalion of ants, Daniel's

lips curved into a sly, mischievous smile. He picked up the injured worm, which bore several ant bites, and held it in his hand.