Chapter 664 A Bad Feeling
The Understated Dragon Lord
"Handsome, weren't you going to make the wind blow? Where's the wind?" Victoria prodded,
genuinely curious whether Daniel could manifest such a power or if he was just telling tall tales.
Being from The Brooks family, Victoria had encountered her share of remarkable individuals, so she
knew that some people possessed exceptional abilities. However, she had her doubts that Daniel
was among that rarefied group. As impressive as he might seem, she wasnât convinced he could
actually control the weather.
"Be careful, ladies. You might want to hold down your skirts, because the wind will pick up soon!
And if your skirts lift, donât say I didnât warn you," Daniel reminded them in his usual charming way.
He was a decent man, but opportunity was knockingâif these two beauties made no effort to
secure their skirts, he wasnât about to turn his eyes away, especially if they were among the bold
who chose not to wear underwear.
"Is your blowing that powerful?" Beauty prodded, pointing a finger at Daniel's nose. "Or are you just
making excuses to flirt?"
Daniel looked up at the sky, where dark clouds were now obscuring the bright moon. He seized the
moment, chanting an incantation under his breath. With exotic steps and his hands drawing
symbols in the air, he looked like a shaman casting a spell.
All too engrossed in his ritual, Beauty failed to notice the breeze had picked up until she felt a chill
and looked down to see her skirt billowing fiercely, revealing her panties. She quickly grasped her
skirt, clamping her legs together to prevent further exposure.
Victoria, having noticed the approaching wind before Beauty, managed to secure her skirt before
any reveal occurred. Glancing over at Daniel, Beauty caught him staring at her skirt and grinning
foolishly. Instantly, she felt a sinking feeling. Her face darkened as she interrogated him, "Country
bumpkin, what did you see?"
"Itâs so dark, I didnât see anything!" Daniel protested, and he was telling the truth; not because he
couldnât see but because he hadnât really looked. He might not be the most decent man around, but
he wasn't the type to take advantage of the situation deceitfully.
Respecting women was something he understood well. Of course, if Beauty and Victoria were to
voluntarily invite him to glance beneath their skirts, he would happily oblige with all the grace he
could muster.