Huh?
A Beastman Warrior fetching bathwater for a female?
What kind of female is such a badass?
The old Beastman squinted at him, his expression full of meaning. "Yuan Lang, my boy," he said, "Grandpa here understands the joy of finally having a female after being a single tiger for so many years. But you can't just throw away your dignity as a Beastman Warrior."
Yuan Lang glanced meaningfully behind the old Beastman and raised an eyebrow. "Dignity?"
The old Beastman cleared his throat, looking very serious. "Listen to what Grandpa is telling you. As a powerful Beastman Warrior, you have to be fierce when you hunt. Even when you're with the female you like, you can't be doing these kinds of things."
As he spoke, he jutted his chin—with its tuft of a beard—toward the wooden bucket in Yuan Lang's hand. "Like this. Is this something you should be doing?"
As he was speaking, a thought seemed to strike him. "The female you like... is she a Beastman female?"
