"Don't mind him, he's just a drama queen!"
Yuan Lang's mouth twitched. He was all too familiar with that wailing Beastman's voice. It was none other than Teng Qian.
"Is that Teng Qian?"
The Beastman's shouts were so heart-wrenching that Wu Yue didn't recognize him at first, but one look at Yuan Lang's disgusted expression was all it took for her to guess.
Yuan Lang nodded, his expression dark. "It's him. He must have provoked someone again."
"We should still go take a look. I feel like his screams are especially pitiful today."
Apparently, Wu Yue and Yuan Lang weren't the only ones who heard Teng Qian's miserable cries. When the two of them walked out of the cave, a large crowd of tribe members had already gathered in the clearing ahead.
But...
Wu Yue stared at the center of the crowd, dying of curiosity. 'Why is everyone laughing so hard while that guy Teng Qian is screaming his head off? Is this one of those situations where his misery is our entertainment?'
