"Boss, I can't see for myself whether my expression is punchable or not, but I do know you're going to be in deep trouble when you get back."
Make no mistake, the fearless Teng Qian was incredibly smug as he said this.
The result was that Yuan Lang, who had been eager to hear the reason, simply dragged the guy aside, gave his tiger head a vicious pounding, and then dragged him back.
"What did you mean by that?"
Teng Qian looked at his boss through squinted eyes, his face a swollen mess. "The one who knows how to dig cellars isn't that idiot Teng Kun, it's me!"
Yuan Lang's body stiffened. 'So...'
'He'd saddled his little female with an impossible task, and then left her with a useless liability who couldn't do a thing?'
'No...'
'No... right now, in his little female's mind, he was probably the real liability.'
In that instant, his entire beastly being despaired.
