Han Jue raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Oh? And what is your name, little boy? How old are you?"
The boy instantly straightened like a soldier being inspected.
"My name is Le Yang!" he announced loudly. "I'm fifteen years old, and I'm already a three-stripe beastman!"
Han Jue and the others exchanged glances before nodding. The kid was cheerful, bold, and surprisingly talented. Not bad at all.
Hu Yan suddenly laughed and slung an arm around the boy's shoulders.
"Kid, you're still too young to chase females," he said smugly. "First, become stronger. Only then can you find someone like your sister Qinglan."
He puffed his own chest proudly.
"When I was your age, I was already four stripes. That's how I charmed her! If I weren't strong, my father-in-law would've never chosen me for his precious daughter."
He ruffled the boy's hair with a grin.
"So remember, kid. For every male...strength is the biggest charm."
Han Jue suddenly burst out laughing.
