Not good was an understatement.
Yuan Lang's expression was so dark, it looked like you could wring water from it.
A Beastman gave a forced laugh. "Uh... Yuan Lang, why's your face so dark? You look like you just ate poop."
A nearby Beastman covered his face. 'Damn it, you really know how to pick your words, don't you!'
Yuan Lang sneered, "I've never tried it, but I must admit, I'm curious what it tastes like."
With that, he strode forward, lifted the Beastman by the scruff of his neck, and his dark eyes swept over the surrounding Beastman Warriors. "You all stay seated. I'm going to take him for a taste."
The Beastmen all shuddered.
'A taste? Did he even need to say what kind of taste?'
One by one, they nodded with strained smiles. "Yes, he should have a taste. How can someone get so old without knowing what all sorts of things taste like?"
The surrounding Beastmen nodded in firm agreement.
