The middle-aged orc was ecstatic to hear that the two esteed Shamans actually wanted to visit their tribe for rest, hurriedly striding over to Maomao’s side: "Two honorable Shamans, allow to lead the way for you."
Having said that, he very conscientiously took the lead with Maomao.
Ji Nuan, too, was happy to have a beast to ride, leisurely observing the surrounding scenery.
Up ahead, they could faintly see a large oasis, and its size was substantial; the one they had encountered before was probably only the size of a corner of this one.
Harry’s cal was guided by a very sunny-looking young orc: "Honorable Shaman, I am the Clan Leader’s son, let lead your double-humped creature."
Upon hearing their term for the cal, Ji Nuan almost choked on his own saliva.
Double-humped creature, could you possibly get any more literal with the nas?
The Maomao beneath Ji Nuan let out a displeased cry, as if it too were protesting against the unsightly na.
But for those incapable of speech, protest was completely ineffective.
"Honorable Shaman, did you ta these double-humped creatures in the desert?" the middle-aged orc asked, his eyes filled with envy as he looked at the robust Maomao beside him.
Ji Nuan shook his head: "Not really, these were already dosticated by our tribe before."
Behind them, Harry, Casa, Norz, and Tuya all had a twinkle in their eyes, unspoken and in unison.
Shaman Ji Nuan, with your face all serious, you really look like an enchanted beast when you brazenly lie.
Clearly, we all started from the sa point, but you’ve silently acquired such an aweso mount—we won’t say anything about it.
But for you to show off in front of unfamiliar orcs, how can we tolerate that?
Xiu Yan turned his head, his deep eyes narrowing into a dangerous arc, a cold smile hanging on his lips: Can’t tolerate it?
Norz: Tolerated.
Tuya: Absolutely tolerated.
Casa: "...Two clowns."
Quietly glancing at Xiu Yan, he turned his head to appreciate the surrounding scenery.
mbers of the Hunting Team, swift of foot, had already run back to the tribe.
The news that two Shamans from the big tribe were going to rest in their little tribe had spread through the tribe.
The tribespeople of the small tribe were all abuzz; although the big tribe they pledged allegiance to also had a Shaman, the Shaman was too rare to see.
In fact, many orcs had never seen what the Tribal Shaman of the big tribe looked like in their entire lives.
Now hearing that two esteed Shamans were coming to their tribe, the clansfolk all crawled out of their burrows and stood on the open ground of the tribe, waiting for the arrival of the two Shamans.
Many orc parents lifted their young high above their heads, hoping they could see the mysterious Shaman figures.
Gentle and shallow voices gradually drifted over from afar, the crowd of creatures falling into a mont’s silence.
The soft magnetic voice along with the familiar voice of their Clan Leader grew increasingly clear, and those with good eyesight could even see their Clan Leader leading a double-humped creature for a female who looked as luminous as the moon.
The Clan Leader’s wife did not look too pleased; her own male wasn’t leading the double-humped creature for the Shaman, instead showing such courtesy in front of a female.
Could it be that he had taken a liking to this female?
Thinking this, the gazes towards Ji Nuan began to sour.
Evolutionary beastn have sharp instincts, and the mont the hostile gaze of the female appeared, Ji Nuan had already sensed it.
Ji Nuan didn’t bother hiding it either, teasingly looking towards the charcoal-black middle-aged orc beside him: "It seems that your tribe isn’t very welcoming of our arrival, eh?"
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