The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 258 A Man's Courage

Shitstrong glared at Daniel resentfully, then, gritting his teeth, complied. "Yes, Sarge!"

Now that he had someone to boss around, Daniel didn’t hesitate to take advantage of the situation. He gave Shitstrong a command. "Shitstrong, there's a willow tree outside the door. Go break off a willow branch for me—about as thick as a pinky finger and roughly forty to fifty centimeters long. And make sure it has plenty of leaves; the lusher, the better."

"Why?" Shitstrong, predictably, asked.

"Didn't I say earlier? Don’t ask why. No matter what I ask, just do it!"

"So you expect me to just follow orders blindly? What, am I a dog you've raised? Even a dog wouldn't be this obedient!" Shitstrong expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Just do it! It's not a big deal to get a willow branch, is it? Hurry up, don’t waste time!" Ava spoke sharply, clearly curious about what Daniel, whom she thought to be scum, needed with the willow branch.

Filled with resentment, Shitstrong went outside. He returned swiftly with a branch that met Daniel's specifications and handed it over with a sneer. "Country bumpkin, you're not planning to use this branch to jab Jennflower’s body down, are you?"

"You don’t jab with it, you have to swing it like this!" Daniel explained as he began whipping Jennflower's hanging body with the willow branch.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

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Every time Daniel struck the body, Jennflower's mouth cracked open slightly and a puff of black smoke emerged. Gazing at the scene unfolding before her, a curious Ava asked Daniel, "Why does Jennflower's body open its mouth each time you strike? Why does it exhale black smoke? Surely a corpse doesn't feel pain, right?"

"That black smoke is ectoplasm from the spirit—the same little boy I told you about earlier who urinated on Shitstrong's neck. Once I scatter the ectoplasm, the boy will be forced out."

As Daniel spoke, a bloody head protruded from Jennflower's abdomen. It was the little boy! He emerged, baring his stark white teeth and lunging at Daniel. Daniel deftly dodged the bite and swung the willow branch squarely on the boy's head.

"Whack!"

The strike landed with force, and the boy let out a scream before vanishing. With Daniel’s power, eliminating such a spirit was a piece of cake.

Once the boy was dealt with, Daniel assured LightS, "You can now bring down Jennflower’s body; I promise she won’t kick you again."

LightS, however, was almost psychologically scarred after being kicked twice. He looked at Daniel, his face full of distrust, "She really won't kick me again?"

"With me here, she won't kick you."

"But you were here before, and she still kicked me!"

"That was then, this is now. Are you a man or not? You got kicked twice by a woman, or rather, a female corpse, and now you're scared? Show some of that manly courage, will you?"