Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 984 - 980: The Temperament of a True Master

Chapter 984: Chapter 980: The Temperament of a True Master

Xuan Chu’s words made sense, but it didn’t mean that Dragon Spirit would genuinely accept them. If he had such a good temperament, he wouldn’t be himself.

Dragon Spirit snorted coldly: "This time, I’ll let you off for now. If you act recklessly like this again next time, be careful, I’ll tear your mouth apart!"

If anyone else heard Dragon Spirit’s threat, they’d probably be trembling in fear.

But Xuan Chu simply nodded seriously, indicating he would absolutely not offend again next time; he wasn’t afraid at all.

The two of them continued down the mountain together.

The sky had brightened, and the previously injured Dark Masters, after some rest, now looked weak but were able to move.

They were waiting early at the foot of the mountain.

"I wonder how Mr. Long and the others are doing, if they’ve caught those resentful spirits!" 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Do you feel like the air here is much better than before? Could it be because it’s rained?"

"Now that you mention it, I didn’t notice before, but when we came here, it felt like there was some death energy around. Now it seems like it’s dissipated?"

"Could it be because Mr. Long and the others have taken care of the resentful spirits on the mountain?"

...

Dragon Spirit heard these people’s voices from afar, and his face instantly became grim.

Obviously, he didn’t like becoming the subject of these people’s gossip, and he disliked their chitchat even more.

"With so much talk, no wonder their skills are so lousy!"

Xuan Chu, following beside Dragon Spirit, listening to his grumbling, knew perfectly well this was simply Dragon Spirit venting his anger.

Especially upon seeing Dragon Spirit’s bruised and battered face, looking as if he’d been through a fierce battle; it was rather intimidating.

If he hadn’t personally seen it was caused by a brawl between Dragon Spirit and Little Paperman, he would’ve thought it was the result of Dragon Spirit’s courageous fighting!

Dragon Spirit noticed Xuan Chu’s gaze and knew what Xuan Chu was thinking.

With a contemptuous glance, Dragon Spirit scanned Xuan Chu from head to toe, noting his filthy appearance, neither looking better nor worse.

He immediately snorted coldly: "Mind your own business!"

Xuan Chu inwardly mocked: Who knows where Dragon Spirit gets the confidence to claim Yun Ran has a bad temper.

If he hadn’t been by Yun Ran’s side for a while as a bodyguard, he might’ve believed Dragon Spirit’s nonsense.

At this moment, in Xuan Chu’s mind, Dragon Spirit’s temper was the worst, bar none.

The two quickly appeared before the waiting Dark Masters.

A gentle breeze passed by.

The waiting Dark Masters suddenly smelled the foul odor carrying death energy emanating from Xuan Chu and Dragon Spirit.

A few of the heavily injured and barely holding on couldn’t help but retch on the spot.

It made for an awkward scene.

Although Dragon Spirit understood these people didn’t do it intentionally, he still felt his ego was hurt.

So he took advantage of the situation, ignoring the waiting crowd, snorted coldly, and strode off towards the tents.

The few who had made the sounds suddenly felt as if they’d made a grave mistake, their expressions uneasy.

Xuan Chu clearly knew that if Dragon Spirit didn’t vent his anger, things might get very nitpicky later.

Thus, he didn’t plan to mediate or remedy anything.

Besides, these people should learn that Dragon Spirit has a bad temper, and they shouldn’t try to bind him with moral expectations.

A person of high status should have a certain temperament!

He immediately followed in Dragon Spirit’s footsteps, quickly vanishing from people’s sight.

The crowd looked at each other in bewilderment, clearly unprepared for Mr. Long’s temper. At just a minor inadvertent offense, he’d react with such a face.

Although Dragon Spirit’s attitude was a bit infuriating, it obviously intimidated these people, making them immediately restrain their behavior.

They didn’t dare count on Dragon Spirit’s rescue the previous night to curry favor.

Without realizing it, the tone of their conversation became much more respectful.

The casual demeanor from before was gone.

"It seems Mr. Long and his brother are not to be trifled with, everyone must be careful with their attitude going forward!"

"We’ll definitely be careful, ensuring we won’t offend Mr. Long and his brother."

"For you few, all your hunting points from this raid are nullified, as punishment for offending Mr. Long.

Remember, don’t let there be a next time. If you commit the same mistake, you’ll face the consequences!

The already tense crowd, upon hearing the association chairman’s words, felt their scalps tighten even more.

"Yes, Chairman!"

After returning to the tent, Dragon Spirit handed the captured Two-headed Resentful Spirit Snake to the Little Paperman staying in the tent.

He then began tending to his injuries.

Little Paperman looked at Dragon Spirit’s injuries and could immediately tell these were caused by its partner.

It stood awkwardly in the corner of the tent, worried Dragon Spirit might vent his anger.

Dragon Spirit glanced sideways at the Little Paperman trying to minimize its presence.

He smirked coldly: "Relax, I’m not one to vent anger unjustly. Though you are a Little Paperman, you are you and it is it.

I won’t blame you for the trouble caused by that unruly fellow.

And besides, I wasn’t just beaten one-sidedly; your partner didn’t fare well either, as I beat it down good!"

Little Paperman nodded quickly upon hearing this, but only it knew if it truly listened.

Regardless, Little Paperman didn’t believe Dragon Spirit’s claim of magnanimity; who believes is doomed.

Finished with his treatment, the others gradually returned.

This time, they’d indeed learned their lesson, not daring to parade before Dragon Spirit.

There was no more loud talking or brazenly expecting Dragon Spirit to update them on capturing the resentful spirits.

Only the association’s chairman stood respectfully outside Dragon Spirit’s tent.

His posture resembled that of a lackey awaiting the master’s command.

Dragon Spirit cleared off the stench of death energy and Yin Sha Qi.

Only then did he lift the tent flap.

Dragon Spirit’s height gave him an advantage, and at this moment he looked at the slightly stooped chairman, his gaze distinctly held the superiority of a higher status.

"Mr. Long, you..."

Before the chairman could finish his sentence, Dragon Spirit tossed the fainted Two-headed Resentful Spirit Snake at his feet.

"The resentful spirits and death energy here have been completely cleared!"