Having his secret fear of insects exposed to the little female made Yuan Lang feel as if he'd been caught streaking naked through the tribe.
And when he thought of the two Worm Witches who had caused all this, he ground his teeth in frustration.
'Those damn bastards from the Red Flame Plain, isn't playing with mud good enough for them?'
'Why do they all have to play with insects?!'
Following the direction pointed out by the System, the Snow Tiger Tribe Beastman Warriors accompanying Yuan Lang sped through the forest. They moved like lightning, as this was their home territory.
The System's four little paws dangled in the air. The rushing wind flattened his round, furry head until it looked like a pancake.
His perfectly round eyes were squeezed shut, and the chubby flesh of his cheeks trembled nonstop.
His chubby little paws struggled to grab onto the Beast Skin Skirt at the Beastman's waist, desperate to find a place to hide his little, puffy face.
