"Elder Mu Qing?" Nakula and Namila were taken aback for a mont before quickly standing up and bowing respectfully, "Elder Mu Qing, hello, I am Nakula, the clan leader of the Nacha tribe."
"I am Namila."
Nakula stepped forward: "Elder Mu Qing, earlier in the forest, so of our young tribesn tried to steal your prey out of laziness. I found out about it not long ago, and I hope you won’t hold it against us. I swear to Lord Beast God that during the trading fair, our Nacha tribe has never attempted to hinder other tribes from hunting."
Mu Qing wasn’t entirely unfamiliar with Nakula. They had both attended previous grand trading fairs, so he didn’t wish to make things difficult for them.
With a stern expression, he nodded: "The orcs in the forest claid to be from the Nacha tribe. I thought they were lying, but apparently, they were trying to shirk their duties during the hunt."
He waved his hand to signal Nakula to sit: "You must reprimand them for their behavior when you return. Since I am familiar with you and know the kind of orc you are, I will let this pass. But if it had been an elder who didn’t know you well, the Nacha tribe might not have had a part in this trade fair for the Beast God fruit."
Nakula felt touched and his grin grew even wider. He nodded earnestly: "Rest assured, Elder. Your trust in will not be misplaced. I will definitely discipline those dishonest brats."
Only then did Mu Qing’s expression soften sowhat. He looked amicably at the guards, "Would you mind bringing those orcs from the Nacha tribe over here?"
The orc guards nodded and left with three orcs in tow.
Nakula watched in surprise. The elder of the Divine Wood Tree people was incredibly polite to these ordinary orcs.
As the guards and Mu Qing exchanged pleasantries in the tent, the offending orcs were severely reprimanded by Nakula before slinking back to their tribe, thoroughly chastised.
"Elder Mu Qing, our orcs have gathered many delicious fruits. Would you like to pick so fresh ones to take back?" Nakula cordially invited with a beaming smile.
Namila also sat obediently by her father, looking expectantly at Elder Mu Qing.
Mu Qing waved his hand, "No, thank you. We just had our al not too long ago, so we’ll pass."
Namila seed to get an idea. Her eyes spun with mischief: "Then I’ll go and select so fresh fruits for you. I’ll send so to Elder Mu Qing and the other Clan Leaders. Many of these fruits can only be found by the orcs of our Kunteng Mountain Forest."
Mu Qing glanced at Namila, secretly nodding to himself. This young female was quite obedient.
Shaman Ji Nuan was a female and would certainly appreciate all kinds of delicious fruits. It might be a good idea to get her so to taste.
So he agreed: "Alright then, pack so to bring over."
Nakula gave his daughter a aningful look. Blushing, Namila chuckled softly, her mind filled with images of the handso orc she had seen earlier.
After they bid each other farewell, they each returned to their own tribe encampnts. As soon as Namila got back to the tent, she sprawled lazily on the beast skin mat and waved at her partner: "Go prepare...uh..."
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