The first thing Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan did was light the fire pit and then take out the large bath barrel.
There’s no need to ask; it’s definitely bath ti.
Watching Xiu Yan carry pot after pot of hot water into the tent, Tuya felt a bit flustered inside.
Shaman Ji Nuan was really intimidating, using so much hot water, it looked like she was handling the Firebird Beast.
anwhile, Ji Nuan inside the tent had no idea Tuya had equated her to a Firebird Beast; otherwise, she would definitely be in for a fiery, beast-like treatnt.
Humming a tune she didn’t even recognize, she inserted two polished wooden sticks next to the bath barrel and hung a set of cotton clothes on them.
After bathing, she could wear sothing more comfortable. In such hot weather, wearing beast skins was pure torture.
Ji Nuan’s bath lasted until the Mogor Tribe’s Hunting Team returned.
As she just finished tidying her hair and walked out of the tent, she heard footsteps from afar.
The few orcs in the small camp all looked in the direction of the approaching footsteps.
Leading the group was a very strong middle-aged orc, accompanied by a young orc that Ji Nuan found very familiar, and an old orc with a kind face walking alongside.
"Shaman Ji Nuan, Shaman Harry!" the young orc waved excitedly at them.
The middle-aged orc and the old orc’s eyes shone with an unusual light, and they looked at them with eagerness.
The middle-aged orc seed to have just returned from hunting and hadn’t had a chance to clean himself; he still had blood from the prey on him.
When they reached Ji Nuan and the others, the middle-aged orc led the orcs behind him to greet Ji Nuan and Harry.
The old orc standing beside them didn’t move.
"We ca over this ti to ask your tribe for help, the Clan Leader doesn’t need to be so courteous."
The Clan Leader chuckled: "I’ve always looked forward to the day when the two shamans could visit our Mogor Tribe; we will definitely give the two of you a warm welco."
Ji Nuan smiled, then turned to the old orc standing aside and nodded slightly: "I assu this must be the esteed shaman of your tribe."
The freshly bathed young female was fair and soft, very appealing to the orcs; the old shaman was unmarried and had a particular fondness for young females.
Seeing a young female like Ji Nuan made him even more delighted.
"Such a capable young female, to have beco a shaman at such a young age, you must have endured a lot of hardships."
Ji Nuan felt a positive impression of the kind old orc: "To beco a qualified shaman, enduring hardships is inevitable. After all, the lives of the tribe mbers are in our hands."
The old shaman, hearing this, grew even fonder of Ji Nuan.
He turned to Ji Nuan: "Why don’t you co to my cave, young female? If you have anything to discuss, we can talk there."
Ji Nuan nodded: "Of course."
The Mogor Tribe’s cave didn’t differ much from that of the Sahara Tribe, except each cave had an extra large side cave. They say it’s for housing their Roc Beasts.
The old shaman’s cave was centrally located in the tribe and was about the sa size as the Sahara Tribe’s shaman’s cave.
Ji Nuan sensibly brought along her beast skin mat; such things were precious in the Sahara Tribe, let alone in the Mogor Tribe where Firebird Beasts were their main food source.
The Clan Leader hauled over the big-bearded orc who had previously hosted Ji Nuan and the others.
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