The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon! novel Chapter 987

Chapter 987: Chapter 987: In a Good Mood Today, No Beating the Panda

Dusk, outside the Academy of Mystique.

Magnolia Hearne, who Callum Yuan relied on, had just beaten the tenth person and was walking back to Demon Street.

The young man’s face was stern, rarely seen with a bruised nose.

However, thinking about how he had beaten up the other members of the Special Demon Squad, leaving them with equally bruised noses, Callum felt balanced again.

On his bruised yet still cold face, a faint trace of a smile seemed to appear.

Suddenly, a very light sound of footsteps came from behind, carrying a slightly familiar aura, following closely behind him.

Callum halted his steps without hesitation and swiftly turned around, perfectly catching the person stealthily tailing him by surprise.

A little chubby, sneaky figure named Hill stood not far away, looking like he had been caught red-handed, his face flashed with guilt, but soon, seeing Callum’s "distinguished visage," he felt no fear.

He even laughed gloatingly at him.

Swaggering forward, hands on hips, he began,

"Callum, I heard you were actually a Half-Demon! So cunning! Pretending to be a Half-Demon and fooling all the demons, but a fake is a fake, now you’ve been exposed! Got beaten up, right?! Ha!"

Callum glanced at this idiotic chubby guy, not even bothering to give him an eye roll,

"Scram."

With that, he turned to leave.

Clearly, he didn’t let this panda who only eats and hides behind a Tiger Demon get to him.

Hill had joined Callum in the Mystical Sect’s Academy competition, and was used to Callum’s indifferent behavior.

On usual days, even with Wu Hu around, he might be a bit timid.

But today, seeing Callum’s bruised face, Hill inexplicably got "braver."

"I, I’m not scramming, you’re so arrogant even as a Half-Demon, no wonder you got beaten."

"Would you get beaten every day now? Oh dear, that’s so sad..."

Mid-sentence, he saw Callum suddenly stop and turn his head to give him a cold glare.

Hill immediately took a big step back, fat body full of caution,

"What do you want? I’m a national treasure, you can’t hit me!"

Callum had seen Hill act fearlessly using his status as a national treasure panda many times.

Before, he wouldn’t bother with such trivialities.

Annoyed him enough, he’d just beat him up.

But today, in a good mood, he’d spare the panda.

He thought of another way to keep the peace.

So, he reached out a hand towards Hill.

Hill saw his movement, thinking he was about to fight, and immediately twisted to run.

Unexpectedly, Callum didn’t intend to let him off today.

In a flash, he blocked Hill in front.

Hill, though timid, wasn’t entirely lacking fighting spirit. Seeing he wouldn’t let him go, he set his stance and charged at him head-first.

"Take my headbutt!"

Shouting, Hill charged at Callum ahead.

Callum didn’t even bother raising an eyelid, lifting a hand and firmly gripping that head.

Simultaneously, another hand gathered a ball of demonic power and slapped it towards him.

Hill was hit squarely, his chubby body flew two meters, then fell with a thud, reverting back to his original form.

Before Hill could be shocked at how he reverted back, Callum had already stepped forward, grabbed the scruff of its neck, and swiftly lifted his nearly two-hundred-pound body, disappearing quickly at the street corner.

...

Hill felt dizzy after being hit by the demonic power ball, unable to gather his own demonic power to transform into human form.

When he finally cleared his head, he found himself dumped in a panda base in Mountain Province.

Hill: ??!!!

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