The Understated Dragon Lord novel Chapter 591

Smart was convinced it had to be Daniel's doing. "I know it was you! You switched it! You replaced the night pearl in my box with a stone, you country bumpkin!" Smart was absolutely sure of it.

Daniel, however, couldn't possibly admit to it, even though he was the culprit. "Now, fool, you can't just go around making wild accusations. Ever since you walked into the banquet hall, that box has been in your hands. I haven't touched it, and am seated far away. How could I have possibly switched it? Besides, if I had done something like that, wouldn't you have noticed right away?"

Daniel pointed at the stone with a grin. "Come on, Smart. Just admit it: you came here to humiliate Kind."

Without any warning, Daniel secretly deployed a bit of his Genki. Suddenly...

"Bang!"

A deafening explosion echoed as the stone burst, covering Smart in soot. The unexpected incident shocked everyone.

"Wow, Smart, that's something else! You show up at Kind's eightieth birthday celebration for a terrorist attack? Impressive! You really know how to light up a party. Literally. It's like you wanted to blow the old man sky-high!"

Kind was livid, and his patience had run out. He waved his hand aggressively and bellowed, "Get him out of here!"

The Matthews's security escorted Smart out of the venue, and the once-festive birthday banquet ended abruptly in chaos. Now fuming and frustrated, Kind looked as though he might keel over from rage.

Daniel sauntered over, cheekily offering his two cents. "Grandpa, it's your eightieth birthday; you shouldn't get so worked up. If you let your anger get the best of you, it's not worth it. I didn't bring any other gift, just a special 'dog poop' pill. Just eat it, and I guarantee your mood will improve instantly, and you'll work up an appetite. It will help you digest all this unpleasantness."

Pork was ready to explode. "Country boy, are you trying to kill your grandfather with rage? A dog poop pill? You make a pill out of dog poop for your grandpa to swallow? You want him to eat dog poop?"

"Big uncle, are you hard of hearing or what? I said 'dog poop pill,' not a pill made of dog poop. After taking this 'dog poop pill,' a person can become carefree and happy, just like a dog – blissfully unaware and at peace with the world. At Grandpa's age, maintaining a healthy mindset is the secret to long life. That's why he needs my dog poop pill."

"Country boy, you've got some nerve comparing Grandpa to a dog. You're humiliating him! You're insulting the Matthews!"

"Big uncle, you're the eldest grandson of the Matthews, part of The Eight Families of Washington, and this is how petty you are? My comparison was meant to help Grandpa understand the benefits of the dog poop pill. It's not an insult to him, and certainly not to the Matthews family. Besides, Jessica calls me ‘idiot’ all the time. Is she insulting me? No, that's her way of showing love!"

Having said his piece, Daniel took a small pill bottle from his pocket, poured out a pill the size of a rat dropping, and handed it to Kind.