The Understated Dragon Lord
Chapter 700 A Surprise

Chapter 700 A Surprise

"Seems like I've caught the scent of something, a hint of jealousy. Is that the smell of you being jealous of Victoria?" Danny teased cheekily.

Smack!

Belle's hand connected with Danny's cheek. It wasn't a hard hit; it was just enough to make him turn his face, unintentionally brushing his nose against her chest in the process.

Belle froze, and so did Danny.

"Country boy, you're a filthy pervert!" Belle shouted. Her tone suggested that the louder she got, the more believable her victimhood would seem. "What makes me a pervert?" Danny replied in exasperation. Even though he had managed to duck away in time and avoided any disadvantage- actually snatching a little "accidental" perk-he was by no means intentionally perverse.

Still, Belle was livid, stomping her foot in frustration.

"I'll kick you to death!"

Following her threat, Belle's foot struck Danny's backside and toppled him over, resulting in him getting a mouthful of earth-and apparently a mushroom too.

"Okay, you two, enough messing around. Are we going to catch those wild chickens or not?" Victoria intervened after watching their shenanigans. Belle scanned their surroundings; the chicken noises had vanished along with any sight of the birds.

"Country boy, where have all the wild chickens gone?" Belle asked with annoyance.

Danny didn't immediately answer; instead, he asked them, "Do you know what wild chickens are afraid of?"

"How would I know?" Belle said, clearly confused.

"Have you ever watched the Discovery Channel? Wild chickens are afraid of tigers," Danny explained, his response leaving Belle bemused. "What do you mean by that?" she asked, seeking clarification.

"It's pretty simple, Belle. You asked. e wild chickens have gone.

where

Well, they're hiding because their natural predator is nearby.

Having laid it all out, if Belle still couldn't catch on, it would suggest she wasn't that quick-witted after all.

"Country boy, did you just imply that I'm a tiger?"

Danny smirked, "I didn't say a word. It was you who brought it up-and then acted like one, right?"

Angry to the point of huffing and puffing, Belle lashed out at Danny once more.

Gobbling sounds interrupted their quarrel; they were coming from the sky.

Lifting their heads, they spotted a plump wild chicken, nearly as big as a sheep, perched arrogantly at the top of a tall pine tree, calling out in challenge, "Catch me! Catch me if you can!"

Suddenly, it contributed a parting gift-a dollop of droppings landing squarely on Belle's head.

"Aaaah!" Belle's scream pierced the air, almost on cue with the chicken's gleeful clucking as it continued its taunting call.

Watching the offending bird, Danny

couldn't help but chuckle. The wild

chicken had, before meeting its

demise, given him a stroke of

l

vengeful luck by putting Belle in her place with a taste of chicken excrement.

It was indeed a most unexpected delight. What a "good chicken"!

Good indeed.