Chapter 169: Who Are You Calling a Little Bitch??

Luckily, she had been clever enough to stay cautious.

Otherwise, she would have been sold off while still foolishly learning letters in the attic!

At this moment, inside the first-floor living room—

Completely unaware that he had already been labeled a pervert, Lance crouched on the floor while rubbing Little Black’s head, his face filled with helpless amusement.

“Yeah, Uncle Ryan, Little Black really is a bit too mischievous.”

Ryan extended his large calloused hand and grabbed Little Black by the scruff of the neck, lifting her into the air.

With all four limbs dangling helplessly, Little Black’s round eyes were filled with confusion, seemingly unable to understand why gravity had suddenly abandoned her.

The old veteran carefully examined Little Black’s abdominal features.

“So it’s a little female dog.”

Ryan nodded, his tone carrying the confidence of long experience.

“Yeah, when dealing with this kind of wild little female dog, the training methods definitely need to differ from male dogs.”

“You can’t use methods that are too harsh, otherwise her little brain will easily hold grudges.”

Suspended in midair, Little Black seemed to sense the scrutinizing meaning within the old veteran’s gaze. She uneasily twisted her body and barked “woof woof” twice at Ryan.

As though protesting this disrespectful posture and demanding to be put down immediately.

Ryan laughed loudly and gently lowered Little Black back to the ground.

The moment she landed, Little Black immediately returned to her excited state, wagging her tail while enthusiastically running circles around the two men’s legs.

Meanwhile, up in the attic—

After pressing her ears tightly against the crack of the door, Ayla heard the extremely insulting phrase “little female dog.”

Her entire face instantly flushed red, and even the tips of her ears nearly began smoking.

Wasn’t this exactly the filthy term those mentally twisted noble lords in the forbidden books she secretly read before—

Used specifically to strip canine Demi-Human girls of their dignity?!

Just as she sank into extreme humiliation and furious overthinking—

She clearly heard another sentence coming from downstairs…

Watching Little Black bark “woof woof” while running wildly across the floor, Lance smiled and said to Ryan:

“Looks like she really likes your new home, Uncle Ryan.”

“But before you officially begin training her, you should probably go buy a sturdy iron chain from the market first.”

“Until the training’s done, it’s probably better to keep her chained with iron whenever she goes outside so she doesn’t run off.”

Boom!

When those words reached Ayla’s ears in the attic, they struck like a bolt of lightning from a clear sky.

She instantly felt her legs go weak, completely losing the strength to support her body.

With a dull thud, she collapsed onto the cold wooden floor in complete despair.

That seemingly upright and respectable Dragon-blooded was actually this horrifyingly perverted inside!

Earlier, after smelling that pure scent on him, she had even naively considered seeking his protection.

If she had really foolishly gone to him last night—

Wouldn’t she have already been tied up and humiliated like a pet by now?!

She had been wrong.

And disastrously wrong at that.

What 《Azure Moon and Golden Covenant》—it was all lies.

Dragon-blooded would never obey those restrictions. He had perfectly inherited the Dragons’ shameless flaws of greed, lust, and obsession with collecting prey.

He clearly intended to torment her using the most twisted methods possible!

So now everything made sense.

This seemingly kind Ryan was actually an evil accomplice planted here by that perverted Dragon-blooded all along.

He had deliberately set a trap to capture her, then used all kinds of torture to force her to learn those words meant for pleasing masters. It was definitely all to satisfy some unspeakably twisted fetish of that Dragon-blooded!

I absolutely will not submit to this kind of dark force!

Listening to the footsteps downstairs as Lance seemed to finish his greetings and leave through the front door—

Ayla forcefully raised the back of her hand and fiercely wiped away the tears spilling from her eyes due to terror.

At this moment, fear no longer remained in her eyes. It had been replaced entirely by resolute fury.

Those two sharp little canine teeth bit tightly into her soft lips, even drawing a trace of blood.

Deep within her heart, she swore the most vicious oath toward that departing figure.

So your name is Lance, huh…

You filthy Dragon-blooded full of dirty thoughts and shameless depravity!

Even if I, Ayla Lunaris, starve to death—even if I jump from this attic and smash myself to death—

I absolutely refuse to let you chain me up with iron and humiliate me!

As long as I find even the slightest opportunity to escape—

I’ll pounce on you without hesitation and personally bite through your throat!

At that exact moment—

She sharply heard the heavy sound of a walking cane striking wooden boards once again coming from the staircase.

That pimping accomplice had returned upstairs.

Like a female wolf cornered into desperation, Ayla instantly sprang up from the floor.

She arched her explosively powerful body, muscles tightened to their limit, fully prepared to drag the enemy down with her using her own life if necessary.

As the wooden door imprisoning her freedom creaked open from the outside—

Ayla let out a savage roar without hesitation and spread her arms as she viciously lunged toward the figure outside the doorway.

Unfortunately, reality was always cruel.

Waiting for her was the incomparably familiar Secret Silver thread that was as difficult to escape as a venomous snake.

【Silver Thorn Binding】 activated once more.

With a crisp “snap,” Ayla was instantly tied up like a rice dumpling while still in midair, once again suspended from the attic beams without a shred of dignity.

But this time, even while hanging upside down—

Ayla did not yield like before.

Her eyes were bloodshot as she struggled violently in midair with all her strength.

Even though the sharp Secret Silver threads had already deeply bitten into her skin, cutting open flesh as crimson blood dripped down her arms—

She still refused to stop resisting, her eyes fixed viciously upon Ryan’s throat as though she wished to tear it apart with her gaze alone.

“Even if I, Ayla, die, I absolutely won’t surrender to trashy perverts like you people—”

She had only shouted half of the furious curse—

When her voice abruptly stopped like a duck whose throat had suddenly been strangled.

Because while hanging upside down in midair, her line of sight happened to sweep across the floor.

And she saw with absolute clarity—

That beside Ryan’s crippled left leg sat two freshly washed, pleasantly fragrant stray puppies that looked extremely familiar.

The two little dogs tilted their heads while staring fixedly at the wildly thrashing crazy woman hanging in the air with utterly puzzled expressions, as though looking at a lunatic.

Two dogs and one human simply stared at each other in the attic.

The air itself seemed to freeze solid at this moment.

No way…

Inside Ayla’s not-very-clever little brain, a horrifying thought suddenly emerged uncontrollably.

An indescribable embarrassment instantly made her stop struggling.

Meanwhile, standing at the doorway, Ryan tiredly raised his rough hand and forcefully held his aching forehead.

“You really were carved from the exact same mold as that idiot Selenie.”

The old veteran let out a deep sigh.

He did not even need to think carefully. Just using his toes, he could already guess that this abnormal-minded wolf cub had hidden behind the door to eavesdrop and then wildly misunderstood all the puppy-related words into some absurd nonsense.

Because he had already experienced countless ridiculous misunderstandings caused by lacking intelligence like this during all those years he had partnered with Selenie.

Ryan looked at the Werewolf girl hanging in midair with a bright red face, wishing she could dig a hole and bury herself inside.

Silently, he prayed in his heart for the unknown unfortunate soul.

He truly did not know which poor bastard cursed with eight lifetimes of bad luck would eventually end up with this girl whose intelligence was genuinely painful to witness.

As for him, this old veteran had truly suffered enough in this area back then.