The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon! novel Chapter 196

Chapter 196: Chapter 196: My Name is Dashiell

One person and one Flood Dragon were still in a stalemate on this side, while on the other side, Director Clark, Sebastian Carew, Ariel Zimmerman, and the villagers finally rushed over.

Seeing no accidents had occurred at the scene, Spencer Atkins and the cameraman, who had previously passed out, also awakened with the help of others.

Everyone breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Director Clark noticed Scarlett Jennings on the other side, still talking to a young boy, and couldn’t help but step forward,

"Scarlett, who is this?"

Scarlett dared not reveal the boy’s true identity. Seeing the cameraman coming over, she repeated her previous statement,

"This is a younger brother I know. He... happened to be nearby and saw me live streaming, so he came over to find me."

Director Clark glanced at the boy, then at the yellow weasel in the boy’s hand, and seemed to understand something. He leaned closer to Scarlett’s ear and whispered,

"Is he... the kind of younger brother like your junior disciple?"

Scarlett was a true master, a fact Director Clark had already accepted. And now, this boy who suddenly appeared and easily caught six yellow weasels didn’t seem to be an ordinary individual.

Naturally, he suspected that this boy might also belong to the Mystical Sect.

After all, ordinary families wouldn’t let a child run around outside in the middle of the night.

Scarlett couldn’t think of a better explanation for Director Clark’s guess, so she simply acknowledged it.

"...Mm."

Director Clark asked in a low voice, but the microphone still picked it up.

The live broadcast audience, upon hearing that this handsome boy was actually Scarlett Jennings’ junior disciple, instantly forgot their previous fears and excitement. They warmly shouted [Little Junior Brother] in the comments!

Seeing the entire village stirred up by the earlier commotion, Scarlett decided to bring the boy over.

Everyone almost immediately noticed the yellow weasels in the boy’s hands.

It wasn’t just the strength; the ability to hold three at once was quite remarkable.

Evander Simpson looked somewhat serious, and the village chief and other villagers were even more incredulous.

"This... Could all the recent troubles in the village be caused by these yellow weasels?"

Yellow weasels, known as Huang Pi Zi in the north, are also part of the five immortals representing the Yellow Gate.

Also known as Huang Daxian.

[Senior brother’s flag truly came to be.]

[It’s Huang Daxian!]

[Looks like an ordinary yellow weasel, didn’t Scarlett Jennings say it’s a demon?]

[If it’s deliberately causing trouble in the village, it must have already awakened spiritual wisdom! Can’t judge just by appearances!]

[Isn’t it possible that these are just the small fries?]

[Oh, so there’s really a Huang Daxian behind this?]

[It’s said that yellow weasels hold grudges. The villagers must have done something to provoke them.]

[Yes, it’s crucial not to kill yellow weasels randomly. These six yellow weasels must be released back.]

As the audience continued discussing, Scarlett Jennings already responded to the village chief’s earlier question.

"More or less."

She didn’t mention it might be awakened creatures. It’s better for the villagers to think that the yellow weasels came down the mountain for revenge than to know they’ve caught the attention of awakened creatures.

The boy beside her added, "Not just these six, several more ran away earlier."

He was just too lazy to catch them all.

Seeing him catch the yellow weasels, the village chief, although unaware of where this boy came from, was sure he wasn’t a simple character, thus speaking more politely.

"What should we do with these yellow weasels? Will they come back to cause trouble if we release them?"

But without releasing them, the village chief worried about more retaliation.

After all, if a yellow weasel can’t take revenge itself, it will pass it on to the next generation.

The village subsisted by the mountain, and offending the animals there would create endless trouble.

If possible, the village hoped to coexist peacefully with them.