Chapter 99: Yuan Lang Is Incapable

Seeing Flower Tree Granny seeming to have something to say to Yuan Lang, Wu Yue, being very perceptive, took the beastfolk's basket from behind and lightly laughed, saying, "Flower Tree Granny, I'll go ahead first."

Flower Tree Granny nodded with a bright smile: "You must be tired—hurry over and get some good rest."

Overwhelmed by Flower Tree Granny's sudden affection, Wu Yue stumbled on her little slender legs toward the gathering team's resting spot.

Meanwhile, looking at the strange-eyed cheap A Mu, Yuan Lang unconsciously stepped back, his tone wary, saying, "What's happening? Why are you looking at me like that?"

What's with that pitying look?

I, the General, am tall and stalwart, heroic and martial—what is there to pity?

Flower Tree Granny extended a little finger and poked her son's firm little arm: "Son, tell A Mu, are you not capable?"

Yuan Lang looked at the female before him, who appeared only in her thirties, and incredulously scratched his ear: "What did you say?"

The beastfolk's handsome face was full of devastation; the meaning of cheap A Mu's earlier words probably wasn't what I understood...

Flower Tree Granny anxiously patted him: "How can you not inherit any of A Mu's wit at all? You can't even understand this?"

Yuan Lang's mouth twitched wildly as he looked at the cheap A Mu who only reached up to his chest...

You must have some misunderstanding about me, right?

Could my wisdom not have been brought over from my past life?

Flower Tree Granny leaned in again toward Yuan Lang: "You just went to mate with Yue, didn't you? The time was a bit short…

Having said that, her meaningful gaze fell on a certain unspeakable spot of his.

Yuan Lang's face darkened instantly...

I fuck... I damn... I...

At this moment, he felt nothing could describe his current mood.

The General is incapable? The General's time is short?

The General...

He gritted his teeth, staring at the cheap A Mu before him, the taro in his hand twitching, he closed his eyes, drew a deep breath, and muttered, "Endure it, endure it, my own flesh…

Flower Tree Granny looked at her son with weary eyes: "Son, don't be upset; there's nothing we can do. How about we head back, bring some game, and go see the shaman? This is a big deal."

Yuan Lang was about to speak when a familiar voice came from behind.

"Yes, yes, Yuan Lang, this is indeed a big deal—let's go see the shaman."

"If there isn't enough food, I can lend you some and you can return it later."

"We can't ignore this—females don't like males who are too short."

"Yeah, yeah, don't worry—we'll keep it secret for you."

Looking at the beastfolk's dark sea of heads behind him, Yuan Lang gave a grim grin: "I think it'd be safer to smash all your heads to pieces."

Having said that, he nearly wanted to slap himself—uttering those words was practically an admission that he was short‑timed and incapable.

He must be a pig, right?

The beastfolk scattered in an instant.

Flower Tree Granny also patted her son's arm, sighed, and left.

Teng Qian and Teng Kun then approached, their faces solemn as they looked at their general.

"General, what's wrong with this body… why not get a new one?" Teng Kun said.

Upon hearing that, Teng Qian kicked over: "Can't you speak? The General kicked the bucket this time—whether he can come back is uncertain."

Yuan Lang: "…"

Damn it, isn't there anyone who hopes he'll be okay?