The Understated Dragon Lord novel Chapter 127

Jessica’s stance left Andrew in shock. In his mind, Daniel, that country boy, was nothing more than an assistant. How could Jessica take such offense to him being scorned?

After the initial surprise, Andrew figured it out. He reasoned that Jessica was likely trying to protect her own reputation. After all, the Matthews were the top family in New York, and Jessica was its heir apparent. Andrew’s insults to her assistant might as well have been directed at her.

Nevertheless, Andrew was convinced Daniel wouldn’t stick around Jessica forever. He was determined to make Daniel understand the meaning of pain the next time he found him on his own.

To appease Jessica, Andrew promptly apologized to Daniel. “I'm sorry, Daniel. I shouldn't have called you a jerk in front of Jessica. I had no idea we still lived in an era where I should consider whether the person I’m insulting is someone else's property."

Andrew's words were hardly apologetic — it was another dig at Daniel. But Daniel brushed it off with a chuckle, replying magnanimously, “It's fine. Nonetheless, I have some advice for you, Andrew. If you must insult me, do so when Jessica's not around. It’s inconvenient for me to respond properly with her present."

"You mean, you would hit me?"

"Where I come from, we’re not so bound by formalities. If someone disrespects us, we teach them respect with our fists. When Jessica's around, I'm her assistant and I won’t follow rural rules. But if she's not, then I stand for myself and nobody else.

"Don't worry, Jessica. Remember, I'm a doctor, not a butcher. I save lives; I don't end them. Even if Andrew wants to fight, or sends others to do so, at worst, I'll just give him a lesson. He won't lose his life. At the very most, he might spend a few months in bed, then a few more in a wheelchair."

Daniel's words were still a gentle reminder, cautioning Andrew that if he dared to bother Daniel when Jessica wasn't around, the consequences would be as mentioned.

"Since Daniel has made himself clear, I'll express my thoughts too. Our family’s corporation has begun collaborating with some clubs from New York Martial United. When necessary, I might ask their members to spar with Daniel. Daniel, rest assured, I won’t be taking your life. At the worst, you’d just have to spend the second half of your life in a wheelchair," Andrew mockingly retorted.