"Yuan Lang, when are we setting out?" The middle-aged Beastman walked over to the three of them.
Seeing Teng Qian and Teng Kun, he couldn't help but roll his eyes. "You two rascals. Usually, you're the most afraid of Yuan Lang, so why are you sticking so close to him now that you've hurt your heads?"
As he spoke, he gave each of them a kick on the backside. "Get over there and help process the kill. What are you slacking off for?"
The two of them shot up, clutching their rears, and ran toward the other tribe members with a cheeky laugh. "Hey, Uncle! We're adult male Beastmen now. It's not good for you to keep kicking our butts. What if the young females see?"
The middle-aged Beastman shot them an annoyed glare, then suddenly burst out laughing and sat down next to Yuan Lang. "Look at those two rascals. They haven't been adults for long, and they're already thinking about young females."
