Luo Gan’s face changed, his eyes gradually darkened: "I still need to hurry back to deliver herbs to Shaman, I don’t have ti to waste with you here."
The Orc was also angered by his attitude, mockingly looking at them: "You’re just an ordinary Orc, how dare you impersonate Shaman’s Guardian Orc here? Aren’t you afraid of being laughed at? Today I’ll take you back and teach you a lesson."
Luo Gan’s face instantly darkened, he slightly retreated a few steps, looking as if he was startled by the Orc.
"If you dare to harm us, Shaman will not let you off."
He secretly passed the herbs to a small Orc behind him.
A few surrounding Orcs also gathered around, completely enveloping the already inconspicuous Orc, making him invisible.
Watching their actions, the leading Orc sneered: "Even if all of you co at , it’s useless. You can’t defeat an evolving Orc like . I advise you not to struggle futilely, just co with . Perhaps if I’m in a good mood, I’ll let you impostors die faster."
"You really think you’re sothing special," Luo Gan scoffed.
The opposing Orc frowned in confusion. Although he wanted to ask what Luo Gan ant by "sothing special," the disdainful expression on Luo Gan’s face told him it was definitely not a complint. This guy was probably insulting him again.
A vicious smile appeared on his face: "You’re seeking death yourself, so don’t bla for being heavy-handed. Trespassing and hunting in another Tribe’s territory; it’s your own fault if you get killed."
"Pierre, I think it’s better to investigate this matter thoroughly. These Orcs don’t seem to be lying. If we kill them and their Tribe’s Shaman cos for us..."
"Impersonating a traveling Shaman’s Guardian Orc is not a cri that can be easily forgiven."
But the young leading Orc, feeling his authority challenged, didn’t listen at all.
Instead, he looked at him with annoyance: "Have Orcs beco so indecisive with age, always considering this and that, never straightforward? He’s just an ordinary Orc. So what if he’s a Guardian Orc?
He’s not soone important. I’m the Clan Leader’s offspring; would I be blad for killing a re ordinary Orc?"
Seeing his stubborn deanor, the middle-aged Orc’s face also darkened.
Pierre was spoiled by the Clan Leader, daring to kill an Orc who claims to be a Guardian without confirming their identity.
"I’ve said all I need to say, you make your own decision on what to do."
With that, he glanced at Luo Gan and the other Orcs, then stepped aside without speaking further.
Pierre’s face was also somber. This middle-aged Orc was placed by his father to guide him daily on how to beco an excellent Clan Leader.
But in Pierre’s eyes, this Orc was always restraining him, very annoying.
His father was really sothing else; the Tribe would eventually be his, why need guidance? Above the Clan Leader, there’s only the Shaman.
As long as he respects the Shaman, isn’t he free to do whatever he wants later?
If everything requires intervention from an Orc, what’s the point of being the Clan Leader?
"Captain, I think this old guy is actually making a lot of sense this ti."
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