The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 299 The Weakened Mason His body's condition and whether or not he had been overindulgent, Mason knew well. But he couldn't admit it. There are things a man can do but must never concede. Once admitted, it's all over.

"A hundred-pound barbell you can lift with ease? Do you believe that yourself?" Daniel asked with a chuckle.

"What I said is true. Whether you believe it or not, it is the truth," Mason insisted, clearly unwilling to admit he had been deceitful. If he did, it would be akin to admitting there was a problem with his kidneys, something a man could never acknowledge because it's linked to virility.

Daniel only laughed coldly in response to Mason's evasions. "Heh!" Then, pointing at a wooden chair, he said, "That chair can't weigh more than twenty or thirty pounds at most. Since Mason claims he can easily lift a hundred pounds, carrying that chair a few steps should be no problem, right?" Looking at the chair, Mason let out an equally cold laugh. "Heh!" Then he addressed Daniel disdainfully, "Country boy, you think so little of me? If I can't even lift that chair, wouldn't I be a complete invalid?" "If you think you can lift that chair, Mason, go ahead and try. But I must warn you, your kidneys are extremely weak right now, so be careful not to injure yourself lifting it!" "A twenty or thirty-pound chair is going to injure me? Are you joking? Am I really that fragile?" After speaking, Mason, in an attempt to prove his strength, approached the chair intending to pick it up with ease. He tried with all his might and broke into a sweat, but the chair didn't budge, as if it were glued to the floor. No matter what Mason did, he could not lift it.

Seeing Mason sweating profusely, Daniel asked with a smile, "How's it going, Mason? Do you feel like your back is giving out? Can't lift the chair?" "Who says my back is giving out? My back is fine!" Mason continued to insist through gritted teeth, but it was apparent to everyone that he was struggling.

"If you say there's nothing wrong with your back, then hurry up and lift the chair! If you can't even lift a chair, you're so weak, I doubt you can satisfy your wife in bed." Daniel then turned to Emily: "Did you know there's an issue with your husband's back?" "It's your back that has a problem! There must be something wrong with that chair!" "The chair belongs to your family; what could possibly be wrong with it? If you think there's a problem with the chair, why don't you try lifting it yourself?" Spurred by Daniel's words, Emily approached the chair with a hint of curiosity, reached out, and gave it a light pull. To everyone's surprise, she easily lifted the chair.

Chapter 299 The Weakened Mason His body's condition and whether or not he had been overindulgent, Mason knew well. But he couldn't admit it. There are things a man can do but must never concede. Once admitted, it's all over.

"A hundred-pound barbell you can lift with ease? Do you believe that yourself?" Daniel asked with a chuckle. "What I said is true. Whether you believe it or not, it is the truth," Mason insisted, clearly unwilling to admit he had been deceitful. If he did, it would be akin to admitting there was a problem with his kidneys, something a man could never acknowledge because it's linked to virility.

Daniel only laughed coldly in response to Mason's evasions. "Heh!" Then, pointing at a wooden chair, he said, "That chair can't weigh more than twenty or thirty pounds at most. Since Mason claims he can easily lift a hundred pounds, carrying that chair a few steps should be no problem, right?" Looking at the chair, Mason let out an equally cold laugh. "Heh!" Then he addressed Daniel disdainfully, "Country boy, you think so little of me? If I can't even lift that chair, wouldn't I be a complete invalid?" "If you think you can lift that chair, Mason, go ahead and try. But I must warn you, your kidneys are extremely weak right now, so be careful not to injure yourself lifting it!" "A twenty or thirty-pound chair is going to injure me? Are you joking? Am I really that fragile?" After speaking, Mason, in an attempt to prove his strength, approached the chair intending to pick it up with ease. He tried with all his might and broke into a sweat, but the chair didn't budge, as if it were glued to the floor. No matter what Mason did, he could not lift it.

Seeing Mason sweating profusely, Daniel asked with a smile, "How's it going, Mason? Do you feel like your back is giving out? Can't lift the chair?" "Who says my back is giving out? My back is fine!" Mason continued to insist through gritted teeth, but it was apparent to everyone that he was struggling.

"If you say there's nothing wrong with your back, then hurry up and lift the m chair! If you can't even lift, a chair, you're salweak, I doubt you can satisfy your wife in bed." Daniel then turned to Emily: "Did you know there's an issue with your husband's back?" "It's your back that has a problem! There must be something wrong with that chair!"

"The chair belongs to your family; what could possibly be wrong with it? If you think there's a problem with the chair, why don't you try lifting it yourself?"

Spurred by Daniel's words, Emily hinthaf approached the chair with a hint of curiosity, reached but, and gave it a light pull. To everyone's surprise, she easily lifted the chair.