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

was also

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

Yellow was indeed a dog. It

I'm worse than a dog? Claiming I, Declan of The

really are worse

compared to my dog-who also herds sheep, by the way but

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sent Declan seething, grinding his molars in sheer

worse than your village's Big Yellow, than a dog? Are you suggesting that you, a simpleton from the country, understand

in a family of musicians and class, was not a man

from Big Yellow, not enough to say I'm a master, but I can play. I'd wager my

didn't hesitate to

Daring to boast that you play better than me? Fine! I'll

Worse than



the crowd was

him, Beauty! Marry

and Declan are meant to

"Say yes! Say yes!"

between The Matthews and The Halls would be a celebration of two

awaiting

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

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

exactly are you?" Declan demanded, his voice

along with your piano skills. Did you not catch what I said? Let

"Who is Big Yellow?"

it seemed