Back in the cave, the old Shaman and Chief Shi Jie were still sitting inside. When they saw him return, both of their gazes turned to him simultaneously.
Shi Jie asked, "How did it go? Are they going to attend the great trading eting?"
The big bear shook his head: "I don’t know, but I think they are not planning to go. I already told them vaguely about the situation of the trading eting and the dangers involved. From the look on Ge Xing’s face, I believe he may have given up the idea."
Shi Jie relaxed instantly: "That’s good, that’s good!"
Having said that, his face imdiately brightened: "Teng Kui and Sangguo are already dead. Now, the only tribes in Eneru Forest able to participate in the great trading eting are the Dashi Tribe and your Gray Bear Tribe. This ti, we’ll definitely be able to get more branches and leaves."
The big bear, however, looked sowhat serious: "There’s another crucial matter you mustn’t forget!"
Shi Jie looked at him with bewildernt: "What is it?"
The big bear sighed: "It’s been another ten years!"
Shi Jie’s pupils constricted. Ten years!
Yes, he forgot about this important matter.
He gave a bitter smile and said, "Even though it’s been ten years, what difference does it make? The Beast God fruit, which only appears once every ten years, is sothing we couldn’t even touch."
The big bear also nodded, his face filled with bitterness.
The old Shaman, who was sitting on one side, had a longing look for the Beast God Fruit on his wrinkled face.
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"Uncle Clan Leader, did you find out anything?" Xiu Yan asked.
Ge Xing smiled and replied: "It’s almost the sa as what Bosson said. But today, the big bear told sothing very important to us."
Xiu Yan raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"
Ge Xing spoke in an excited voice: "All year round, the Beast God Mountain is bitterly cold, only becoming a little better during the hottest period of the fire season. If you want to go to Beast God Mountain at any other ti, you’ll be frozen solid as soon as you climb up."
A hint of a smile appeared in Xiu Yan’s eyes: "So, the Gru Tribe won’t be able to send a large number of Orcs to rob our dicinal powder for the bug disease, right?"
Ge Xing nodded and said in a relaxed tone: "Yes, that’s the most important thing!"
His golden gaze looked towards the distant direction of the tribe. The Watson Tribe had just established its roots in this area and needed ti to grow.
"Clan Leader, are we still going hunting today?" Ying Yan flew up to ask. Due to the situation today, he had missed the planned hunt with Ying Da.
Ge Xing waved his hand grandly: "Of course! Why wouldn’t we? Isn’t the at delicious?"
Ying Yan and a few other Orcs clearly felt the Clan Leader’s good mood, relaxing and laughing, "Then let’s go! I want to eat fried at slices and purple fruit rice."
Saying this, he even swallowed his saliva.
Ge Xing glared at Ying Yan: "You brat, all you think about is eating. You eat so much and waste food!"
Having said that, he nodded solemnly.
Ying Yan looked silently at the thick-skinned Clan Leader, thinking, when it cos to eating a lot, isn’t he the one in the tribe who does this the most?
Of course, he didn’t dare to say it out loud, he could only grumble silently to himself.
When a few Orcs arrived at the edge of the forest, to their surprise, they found that the number of ferocious beasts occupying the area had decreased.
"Xiu Yan, don’t you think there are fewer beasts here compared to a few days ago?" Ying Yan asked in astonishnt.
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