Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 203 – Swamp of Death

That sharp cry of “bitch” instantly shattered the morning tranquility of the courtyard.

Long Jingyun, who was resting his head on Lin Fan’s feet, shuddered violently and groggily opened his eyes.

His pleasant dream had been disturbed, and a look of irascible impatience instantly appeared on his face.

“Who’s screaming like a ghost so early in the morning!” he growled in displeasure, subconsciously tightening his grip on Lin Fan’s ankle.

A piercing pain shot up from her ankle, followed immediately by the activation of her innate constitution. An unusual warm current surged uncontrollably, almost making her hum in pleasure.

Lin Fan’s mind, however, was perfectly clear. She forcefully suppressed her body’s instinctive reaction, keeping her eyes lowered and remaining completely still, like a senseless puppet.

All her attention was focused on the intruder.

Long Wu shivered, startled by Long Jingyun’s angry roar.

The jealousy and fury that had filled her chest were instantly doused, as if by a basin of ice water, extinguishing most of the flames.

Seeing Long Jingyun’s displeased expression and his intimate posture, still resting his head on the maid’s feet, her eyes reddened with grievance.

But she didn’t dare to act out again.

She had to leave a good impression on Brother Jingyun.

Long Wu took a deep breath, forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace, and hurried to the side of the soft couch. Her voice instantly turned sweet and delicate.

“Brother Jingyun, you’re awake… I… I came to invite you for breakfast.”

She deliberately avoided looking at Lin Fan, her gaze glued to Long Jingyun, trying to use her gentle offensive to make him forget the earlier unpleasantness.

“Father said he has something important to discuss with you regarding that spy from the other world.”

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Oh? So she’s already found a way to smooth things over?

Lin Fan sneered inwardly.

This little Pureblood princess’s mind wasn’t too slow; she knew to use official business to divert his attention.

However, this only proved her own guilt and immaturity.

The more she acted this way, the more she would blame everything on a “seductress” like herself.

Excellent.

“A spy?”

Hearing about official business, the impatience on Long Jingyun’s face subsided slightly.

He released Lin Fan’s foot and lazily sat up, stretching until his joints let out a series of cracks.

“Got it,” he glanced at Long Wu, his tone still devoid of warmth. “You go on ahead. I’ll be there after I change.”

Without giving Lin Fan so much as a glance, he walked straight toward the changing room inside.

For a moment, only Lin Fan and Long Wu were left in the courtyard.

The moment Long Jingyun was gone, the feigned obedience on Long Wu’s face vanished without a trace.

She turned around, her golden eyes filled with venom and resentment, and stared daggers at Lin Fan.

It was a look of hatred so intense it was as if she wanted to swallow her whole.

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“You just wait,” Long Wu squeezed the words through her teeth, her voice low and full of menace. “Don’t think you can be smug just because Brother Jingyun protects you. In my Border Dragon City, I can make you die any way I want.”

Lin Fan slowly raised her eyelids and calmly met her gaze without speaking.

This silent indifference infuriated Long Wu more than any rebuttal could have.

In Long Wu’s eyes, this was not how a servant should react!

She should be terrified, trembling, kneeling and begging for mercy!

“You mute!”

Long Wu trembled with rage, but not daring to actually make a move here, she could only stomp her foot resentfully before turning and storming out of the courtyard.

Watching her flustered and exasperated back, Lin Fan slowly stood up.

The provocations of a little brat were truly and utterly boring.

However, the fish had already taken the bait.

Next, she just had to wait for it to swim into the net on its own.

…

Inside the City Lord’s manor dining hall.

The atmosphere at the long dining table was subtly tense.

Long Teng sat in the main seat, methodically slicing a piece of roasted meat that emanated a rich Spirit Energy.

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Long Jingyun, on the other hand, was sprawled in his chair, taking occasional sips of wine, seemingly uninterested in breakfast.

Long Wu sat beside Long Teng, doing her best to play the part of a dutiful daughter, frequently pouring wine for Long Jingyun. But her eyes kept uncontrollably drifting toward Lin Fan, who stood behind him.

Lin Fan had changed into a new maid’s uniform. She stood with her hands clasped, her gaze fixed on her nose and her nose on her heart, completely turning herself into a piece of the background.

“Nephew,” Long Teng wiped his mouth with a napkin, finally breaking the silence. “Regarding that spy who came from the other side of the Rift, I have some intelligence to share with you.”

Long Jingyun swirled the wine in his cup and lifted his chin, gesturing for him to continue.

“When I fought him, although he was only level six, his abilities were extremely bizarre. His body could turn into light, and his speed was incredible,” Long Teng’s expression grew more serious. “Although I heavily wounded him with a single blow.”

“He didn’t die on the spot. Instead, he turned into a streak of light and fled toward the Death Swamp east of the city.”

“The Death Swamp?” Long Jingyun raised an eyebrow.

Long Teng nodded, a troubled look on his face.

“Deep within the Death Swamp, there is a level-eight Fallen Demon Dragon. That old monster was once a member of the Dragon Clan, but unfortunately, after a century of occupying the swamp, its mind has been muddled by the miasma, though its territorial instincts are extremely strong.”

Long Teng continued as he recalled.

“As the City Lord of Border Dragon City, I dare not rashly lead my men deep into the Death Swamp to pursue him. If it mistakes our actions for a provocation, I’m afraid the entire Border Dragon City will suffer.”

A level-eight demon dragon…

Lin Fan’s heart stirred slightly.

This was the first time since arriving in this world that she had heard definite news of a level-eight existence.

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A being that even the peak level-seven Long Teng dared not provoke… its power was likely beyond imagination.

That Lu Yuan actually fled into such a forbidden place?

Was he desperate, or did he have another plan?

Long Jingyun let out a disdainful scoff.

He drained the wine in his cup and stood up.

“Uncle Long Teng, leave this matter to me.” His face held an air of arrogant certainty. “My ‘Soul Devourer’ is best at killing these sorts of skulking cowards.”

“As for that old monster…” A cruel arc formed on Long Jingyun’s lips. “If it dares to meddle, I don’t mind letting it have a taste of the Pureblood Dragon Clan’s fury.”

His confidence stemmed from his Bloodline, and from the vast Pureblood Dragon Clan empire behind him.

Most of all, it came from his father, the Third Elder of the Pureblood Dragon Clan’s council of elders, the level-eight Pureblood Dragon—Long Jingtian.

Long Teng seemed to have been waiting for these exact words, and a gratified smile immediately appeared on his face. “With my nephew taking action, I am naturally at ease. Besides, that old monster was once part of the Dragon Clan. As long as you don’t actively provoke it, it will sense the Dragon Clan aura on you and won’t attack.”

He then added, “In your spare time, nephew, you can stroll around Border Dragon City with my daughter and experience its atmosphere.”

Long Wu, who was already prepared, came forward and grabbed Long Jingyun’s arm.

“Brother Jingyun, let’s go! I know lots of fun places in the city, I’ll take you!”

At the same time, she turned her head and shot a vicious glare at Lin Fan.