The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 647 Worse than a Dog



As Declan poured out his affection, the crowd was instantly whipped into excitement.

"Marry him, Beauty! Marry him!"

"Beauty, you and Declan are meant to be. You have to be together!"

"Say yes! Say yes!"

"An alliance between The Matthews and The Halls would be a celebration of two powerful families!"

As all eyes were on Beauty, awaiting her eager acceptance, Daniel stepped forward.

"What was that mess you played? That was supposed to be piano? Big Yellow from our village could do better by randomly pawing at the keyboard. How dare you propose with such a performance? Shame on you!"

Daniel's taunt struck like a thunderbolt, leaving the onlookers utterly astonished. Declan, previously brimming with confidence, now glared at Daniel with eyes burning with fury.

"Who exactly are you?" Declan demanded, his voice sharp as steel.

"Declan, you might want to get your ears checked along with your piano skills. Did you not catch what I said? Let me say it again: even Big Yellow from our village plays better than you!"

"Who is Big Yellow?"

Declan, it seemed his excellent piano

playing wasn't the only thing

it was

how can you not understand? With a name like that,

humiliation, boiled over upon hearing Daniel confirm that Big Yellow was indeed a dog. It was a profound insult. A country bumpkin dared compare

understand the words coming out of your mouth? Daring to say I'm worse than a dog? Claiming I, Declan of The Halls, am inferior to

you really

lack piano skills compared to my dog-who also herds

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words sent Declan seething, grinding his molars

suggesting that you, a simpleton from the country, understand music,

musicians and class, was not a man for fistfights,

I'm a

course, didn't hesitate to

really don't know your place, do you, country bumpkin? Daring to boast that you play better than

Worse than a



his affection, the crowd was instantly whipped into

him, Beauty!

to be.

"Say yes! Say yes!"

between The Matthews and The Halls would be a celebration

were on Beauty, awaiting

was that mess you played? That was supposed to be piano? Big Yellow from our village could do better by randomly pawing at the keyboard. How dare you propose with such a performance?

leaving the onlookers utterly astonished. Declan, previously brimming with confidence, now glared at Daniel with eyes burning with

you?" Declan demanded, his

Did you not catch what

"Who is Big Yellow?"

seemed his