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Chapter 955 I was born not to smile! (2nd update)
The little paper figures can't go out openly, but they're good at sneaking around.

Based on the previous aura, the little paper figure quickly found the owner of that aura.

However, to their surprise, why was there also the aura of a dragon spirit in this place?
The two little paper figures looked at each other and then decided to wait and see!
Then, the little paper figures, one in front and one behind, stuck to the eaves in the far corner and began to eavesdrop on the identities of the people inside.

There were more than a dozen people in the room eating. Their table was laden with delicacies, some of which the little paper figure had never even heard of.

"Mr. Long, it is our great honor to meet you. These are all our gifts to you, please don't be shy!"

The little paper figure looked in the direction the person who was offering the toast was pointing.

Soon they saw a man who was exactly the same height as Long Ling, but his face was somewhat different.

Even so, the little paper figure still recognized that the person was Long Ling.

These little paper figures recognize people not by their faces, but by the aura they carry.

When Long Ling appeared here, the little paper doll immediately felt that there was some gossip to watch, and was no longer in a hurry to arrest the person who broke into the master's house.

As the little paper figure relayed the message back, it secretly mocked the person who had barged into the owner's house, saying that he didn't even have the right to sit down.

He stood there by the door, smiling obsequiously, his back hunched over, looking like a complete idiot.

Long Ling sat there. After he had staged a rescue scene himself, he was invited here by these people.

Looking at the leader, whose obsequious manner left Long Ling feeling nothing.

If he wanted wealth and power, why would he have followed Yun Ran to this poor and remote place?

In Long Ling's eyes, nothing here was right. It wasn't that he was snobbish; he just simply didn't like the place.

His interaction with these people was merely on Yun Ran's advice; a two-pronged approach was needed to quickly uncover the secrets of the Heavenly Book so they could return home sooner.

When in front of Yunran, Longling cannot show her true emotions.

But in front of outsiders, sorry, but the Dragon King is naturally not one to smile!

The person offering the toast felt embarrassed, especially since Long Ling didn't even glance at him, particularly in front of so many fans.

However, he didn't dare to voice any dissatisfaction, for fear of offending this big shot.

The middle-aged man quickly put down his wine glass, trying to save face.

"It's all my fault. How could I offer you a drink right away? I'll punish myself with three drinks!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took another cup, poured himself a full glass of baijiu (Chinese liquor), and drank it down in one gulp.

A burning sensation followed as it went down my throat.

My favorite drink, which I usually love, tasted terrible now that it had become a penalty drink; it was even incredibly hard to swallow.

This experience made the middle-aged man decide that from now on, wherever he was, this brand of liquor would never be allowed on the table again!
After finishing one cup, the middle-aged man quickly poured himself a second cup and drank it down in one gulp with a smile on his face.

After drinking three cups in a row, Long Ling's expression finally eased a bit.

It wasn't that Long Ling's attitude changed after the man punished himself with three cups; rather, he simply knew when to stop.

He wanted these people to know that he was no ordinary person, so he wouldn't easily give face to anyone.

However, he also doesn't let others think that he is unapproachable or difficult to reason with.

This drinking culture, and the habitual practice of superiors suppressing inferiors.

As a being that has lived for thousands of years, Long Ling knows everything perfectly well.

The middle-aged man, seeing that Long Ling's expression had softened, felt much of the humiliation he had felt after punishing himself with three cups of wine. He realized that he had been ignorant and overstepped his bounds, which had displeased Mr. Long.

If it were anyone else, they would have been humiliated like this.

At the dinner table, everyone is all smiles, but once they leave the table, their shame must be washed away with blood.

It can only be said that Long Ling truly understands and manipulates people's hearts; that's quite impressive.

The little paper figure was perched on the eaves, watching the scene with great interest.

The two little ones began to communicate in their own language.

Surprisingly, the Dragon King is quite reliable when he's alone; he's managed to keep these people completely under his thumb.

"Isn't this the proper thing to do? If the Dragon King were truly a useless person, my master wouldn't have associated with him!"

……

While the two little paper figures were chirping, Long Ling finally picked up the wine cup in front of him and drank the white wine in one gulp.

At the same time, taking the opportunity to look up, his eyes met those of the little paper figure on the eaves.

Little paper doll: ……

Well, it's a bit awkward when you're trying to catch your cricket while it's its owner.

The little paper figures immediately gave a silent, mocking laugh. They really didn't mean it; they were just expressing their feelings.

When Long Ling put down his wine glass, he looked away.

He didn't care why the little paper figure came here; anyway, it wasn't just something it came to find him on purpose.

The middle-aged man, seeing that Long Ling had drunk some wine, immediately felt that they could continue their conversation.

"You invited me here for drinks and dinner, surely it's not just to get to know me? Tell me, what are your motives!"

Long Ling's current behavior resembled that of a powerful figure who had been harassed and wanted to get rid of these people as quickly as possible.

He always seemed to look down on the people here.

The middle-aged man showed no dissatisfaction whatsoever; on the contrary, he became increasingly respectful.

The little paper figures were increasingly amazed as they looked at it. At this point, they had to admit that their master had made a good point earlier.

That is, some people are really quite shameless.

The more people ignore them and look down on them, the more eager these people become to pursue them.

I don't know what the picture is.

The middle-aged man carefully chose his words before speaking softly, "This meal today is mainly to thank you for your help earlier. Otherwise, my brothers and I would probably have been harmed by that evil spirit..."

Even as he spoke of these things, the middle-aged man still felt a lingering sense of unease.

They never imagined that such a small place would harbor such a powerful and malevolent ghost.

They were almost wiped out. If it weren't for Mr. Long, they probably wouldn't even have been able to keep their remains intact.

Mo Zhi lay inside a jade pendant at Long Ling's waist, listening to the people outside continuously praising Long Ling.

Those eyes were practically rolling to the sky!
(End of this chapter)