The Understated Dragon Lord novel Chapter 711

Though his days with Big Yellow were a nightmare, Daniel had his share of happy times.

White, all seriousness, demanded, "Who's Big Yellow?"

Daniel, ever the jester, replied, "Big Yellow is our village lord. Nobody dares to cross him except the pretty women in the village. He’s the real deal!”

"The village lord? In my guess, he's probably just a good-for-nothing. Maybe he's a bit rough and has some brute strength, but does he even compare to a martial arts master?" White scoffed with disdain.

While bantering with Daniel, White stealthily slid a dart from his sleeve into his hand. Suddenly, he flicked his wrist.

Whoosh!

The sharp dart hurtled towards Daniel's throat.

White intended a one-tap kill on Daniel!

The dart flew extraordinarily fast, like a flash of lightning, seemingly arriving in an instant. Such a projectile, if launched by a Level Six Martial Arts Master, could certainly be described as swift as light.

An average person wouldn’t stand a chance against it. Even someone just below a martial arts master might not understand what had hit them before it was too late.

But Daniel wasn't an average fighter; he was the Son of the Seven Dragons—a demigod among men. As the dart approached, Daniel simply sidestepped with a slight shift, dodging the attack with ease and good cheer.