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

you not understand? With a

confirm that Big Yellow was indeed a dog. It was a profound

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

really

piano skills compared to my dog-who also herds sheep, by the way but you don't even measure

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sent Declan seething, grinding his molars in sheer rage, itching to

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

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

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

of course, didn't

your place, do you, country bumpkin? Daring to boast that you play better than me?

Worse



his affection, the crowd was

Beauty!

meant to be. You

"Say yes! Say yes!"

Halls would be a celebration of two powerful

Beauty, awaiting

supposed to be piano? Big Yellow from our village could do better by randomly pawing at the keyboard. How dare

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

you?" Declan demanded, his

with your piano skills. Did you not catch what I said? Let me say it again: even Big Yellow from our

"Who is Big Yellow?"

it seemed his excellent