Seeing that Grandma Hua Shu seemed to have something to say to Yuan Lang, Wu Yue tactfully took the basket from his back and said with a light laugh, "Grandma Hua Shu, I'll go on ahead."
Grandma Hua Shu nodded with a brilliant smile. "You must be tired. Go get some rest."
Completely showered with Grandma Hua Shu's sudden affection, a flattered and surprised Wu Yue scurried away on her slender legs toward the Collection Team's resting area.
Meanwhile, seeing the strange look in his Amu's eyes, Yuan Lang instinctively took a step back. "Did something happen?" he asked warily. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
'What's with the pity in her eyes?'
'I'm tall, imposing, brilliant, and martial. Is there anything about me that deserves pity?'
Grandma Hua Shu extended a finger and poked her kiddo's muscular forearm. "Kiddo, you tell Amu, is it that... you can't perform?"
