The Dragon Spirit was just cracking melon seeds, when he suddenly saw Yun Ran's big umbrella, and his body reacted faster than his brain out of sheer instinct.
With a whoosh, he went straight to huddle under Yun Ran's umbrella.
Anyone who's ever dealt with Yun Ran should know: when facing danger, Yun Ran never does anything extra.
"Did you sense some kind of danger?"
Luckily the umbrella in Yun Ran's hand was big enough, otherwise even with the Dragon Spirit crowding over, they really wouldn't have been covered.
"Crack"—the sound of a melon seed being split, followed by the sound of Yun Ran chewing.
Dragon Spirit: …
He's trying to talk about serious business, and Yun Ran, of all people, is still snacking on melon seeds at a time like this!
Just as he was about to keep asking, reality gave him the most perfect answer.
Several splats of bird droppings landed wetly on the umbrella's surface, making soft plopping sounds. The Dragon Spirit's expression instantly turned dark.
