Strange Person

Bai Yujun had no habit of making enemies without cause.

But when dealing with humans, it was best not to choose kindness. Kind people were bullied; kind flood dragons were set up for a fall. Keeping a fiery temper while still observing rules and not killing indiscriminately could avoid much trouble. To mingle in this world, even demon beasts had to hide their true hearts and package themselves.

Her first real encounter with an organized institution made it necessary to state her position.

Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and rain poured down in torrents.

In truth, Bai Yujun was indeed deeply unhappy. The Dragon Spear was the only relic the dragon soul had given her, while the treasure pearl had been deliberately left behind by an elder who had divined the birth of a dragon descendant. To avoid entangling karma, the elder had specifically written the word "gift." It was like nurturing a young sapling's growth—sunlight, rain and dew, a heart full of sincerity.

Whenever she thought of the dragon soul, her heart always ached with sorrow...

She drew a deep breath, tucked away the two sharp fangs at the corners of her mouth, and spoke with sincere seriousness.

"The pearl is mine. It was left behind by an elder and is very important to me. I know what you want, and I understand your difficulties, but please believe me: angering me over that pearl truly isn't worth it."

A slap followed by two dates—Bai had learned a common negotiation tactic of the human race.

The man lay soaked through at the edge of the control tower. Rain struck his face so hard he could not open his eyes. The sudden turn of events had kept him from displaying the wit he ought to have had. After thinking it over, he