Su Qinglan stared in shock as Hu Yan hauled the sulking Rong Ye straight out of the house without a shred of mercy.
Outside, Hu Yan finally released him and turned around with a serious expression.
"Shut up," Hu Yan said flatly. "And listen to me."
Rong Ye froze. That tone made his ears twitch.
Hu Yan crossed his arms and leaned closer. "Do you really think behaving like this will make her see you as an adult? Pouting, sulking, throwing tantrums every time you feel ignored?"
Rong Ye opened his mouth to argue, but Hu Yan did not let him.
"Rong Ye," Hu Yan continued, tapping his chest firmly, "you are a grown beastman. Strong, healthy, and shamelessly handsome. If you want her attention, then act like it. Show confidence. Show strength. Show charm."
He glanced back toward the house briefly before lowering his voice. "Not this whining. This only makes you look like a spoiled child fighting for meat."
Rong Ye stood there, stunned.
