"My dear wife is truly clever; I've made a fortune by marrying you," Yu Longting's eyes were full of appreciation as he deftly helped me into my cheongsam.
When it came to dressing himself, however, his carelessness was beyond mention.
I couldn't stand it any longer, pulling him off the bed and grabbing another piece of underwear. As I stood on my toes to help him put it on, I said, "Let me help you with that. If you were to do it yourself, it would take an eternity." Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by NovєlFіre.net
"Wanwan," Yu Longting's gaze looked as if it had been struck by something, deeply sighing out my name.
He immediately crouched down, opening his arms to make it easier for me to dress him.
The noise outside grew louder, filled with unendurable cursing and swearing.
Several burly men even joined forces to break open the door, creating a deafening bang.
A dark-skinned woman, agitated, screamed as she burst in holding a steaming basin of rice paste.
I knew what rice paste meant for snake species.
How could I let her truly harm Yu Longting.
I suddenly pushed Yu Longting back and stepped forward to shield him.
In the blink of an eye, my waist was gently encircled by a pair of strong arms.
My body spun around in place, switching positions with Yu Longting.
The entire process was executed in one fluid motion, both graceful and light.
But when the thick rice paste splashed on him, Yu Longting was covered head to face in a mess, as disheveled as one could be.
Yet his tall and sturdy body stood immovably, his gaze sweeping over all the troublemakers, "Satisfied? Since you think I'm a fraud, bring out whatever you've prepared."
As his chilling voice, laden with supreme authority, sounded.
The woman who had splashed the rice paste on Yu Longting trembled, the wooden basin falling from her hands and crashing to the ground, and she too fell down with a thud, "You... what are you going to do? Kill me too?"
The entire scene fell eerily silent, the villagers frozen as if they had been acupunctured.
Expressions stiffened, standing still where they were.
"He's just a fake Dragon God, nothing but a snake demon, don't be deceived by his pretense," one burly man holding a Yellow Skin sharply declared.
The Black Snake coiled around the Yellow Skin wasn't herbivorous either, and bit hard on the Yellow Skin, causing it to scream a pitiable cry, calling out for its father and mother in agony.
Before another Yellow Skin could speak, it too was bitten by the snake, wailing miserably.
I, however, clearly understood the mindset of these two Yellow Skins; they were suffering just by being alive and might as well bite back by dragging Yu Longting down with them.
But all this was actually calculated by Yu Longting himself.
"We've also prepared cinnabar, glutinous rice, garlic, and dog's blood," a villager mustered the courage to say, "If you're not a snake demon, let us test with these..."
"Who let you cause trouble here with Lord Dragon God. The matter hasn't been fully cleared up yet," the village elder hurried over, scolding the villagers while saying to Yu Longting, "Lord Dragon God, this...it's not their fault entirely. The Dragon God Temple has a Divine Oracle stating that you're an imposter, and these two Yellow Immortals claim... claim that the deceased were killed by you, framed for it, our relatives were murdered terribly, and hearing you were the culprit, it's natural to be agitated and offend you."
The villagers each wore skeptical looks, clutching their scythes and hoes tightly, some even accompanied by water demons.
The elderly village head seemed to be playing mediator, but his entourage was trailed by a large, dark mass of crows.
This indicated a readiness to turn hostile at any moment.
My heart sank slightly, the current situation was highly unfavorable for Yu Longting.
Did he really have a way to resolve it?
After all, his identity as a True Dragon... was indeed a falsehood...
"So, you're suggesting I use those trinkets you brought to prove my identity, are you?"