The beastn looked scornfully at him. Such an excuse was utterly ridiculous. Who here didn’t understand him? Wasn’t he just annoyed that Namila was disturbing Shaman Ji Nuan’s al and rest ti?
The beastn, who had spent the day hunting beasts and questioning them, were also quite tired. After Ya Li had arranged for the patrols, everyone went to rest.
The sun gradually rose higher, illuminating the flowers, grass, and trees in the forest. The encampnt was quickly set up in the open space where there was plenty of sunlight. This was torture for the Orcs from the Nacha Tribe who were tied to the trees. The scorching sunlight shone on them. Most beastn endured, looking a bit droopy, but poor Namila, who had always been protected by Nakula and the males, hadn’t suffered like this before.
Tears mixed with snot and sweat, saring her face and body. She was both pitiful and uncomfortable. The searing sunlight hurt her skin, but the patrolling Orcs only gave her a casual glance, showing no inclination to offer her a drink of water or to help her by removing a large leaf to give her so shade.
The sobbing and whining sound echoed in the empty field from ti to ti. It didn’t affect Ji Nuan, who was soundly asleep, but Ya Li who chose to sleep under the shade of a tree due to the hot tent, was visibly annoyed.
After a while, the crying not only didn’t stop but intensified. Finally, he opened his eyes and said to the patrolling Orcs, "Go get so cotton cloth, soak it in water, and stick it onto the female’s face. If she continues to make noise, keep adding more."
No sooner had he spoken than the sobbing that disrupted their tranquil dreams ca to an abrupt halt.
After glancing at the frightened Namila who had gone silent, Ya Li nodded contently, "Looks like she’s quiet now, no need to waste the cloth. But pay attention, if she starts whining again, don’t hesitate, just stick the cloth on."
The beastman nodded: "Understood, Captain."
Having successfully created a peaceable sleeping environnt, Ya Li lay back down satisfied, soon light snores could be heard.
Not far away, ng Tai was exasperated. Silently dragging his beast skin cushion a little further away, he glared at Ya Li: how could he have the nerve to threaten others about making noise when he himself was snoring so loudly?
Behind a nearby bush, a pair of eyes watched all this with cold detachnt. When they fell on Namila, all tear-streaked and snotty, they softened and showed deep concern and guilt.
After glaring fiercely at the beastn in the camp, the observer silently left his hiding place and ran in the opposite direction.
Ya Li, who was trying to sleep, was disturbed by the harsh gaze. But when he looked around, he couldn’t see anything unusual. Puzzled, he laid back down and closed his eyes, but kept his provided-like ears perked and alert.
anwhile, not far away from them, in the forest where Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan had deployed the dicinal smoke, the thick white fog was slowly clearing, leaving behind a pile of Stinger Bug carcasses.
"Clan Leader, the white fog outside has dissipated a lot." A Beastman on guard at the entrance of the cave was carefully observing the outside scene. The dense white fog was now thinning, and the outside conditions could faintly be seen.
"Are there any Stinger Bugs left?"Upon hearing the news, ng Zhuo imdiately moved to the mouth of the cave. He moved the guard aside and peered outside.
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