Chief ng Zhuo waved his hand: "You all can go back. We’ve already made our decision. We don’t want anything else, except to execute them."
The surrounding Orcs got up and shouted, "Execute! Execute! Execute!"
Seeing the Monte Tribe so resolute, Nakula, who had so confidence when he ca that he could negotiate for the return of Namila and his tribesn, was finally sowhat agitated.
ng Zhuo stood up from his beast skin mat: "And, since you guys are here, you might as well just stay put. Namila has been missing you and shouting for you all day. Let’s send you to join them."
Just as his voice fell, the Orcs in the tent and the guards outside rushed in simultaneously, besieging the group of Orcs led by Nakula.
"ng Zhuo, are you really going to kill here? I am the Clan Leader of the Nacha Tribe!" Nakula’s eyes widened in horror, he cried out desperately.
ng Zhuo snorted coldly, "So what? You wanted to annihilate our Nacha Tribe, and now you’ve personally delivered yourself to our doorstep. Of course, I’m going to kill you all to save the trouble of you coming to harass the Monte Tribe later."
"Capture him!" ng Zhuo gave a big wave of his hand, and the surrounding Orcs crowded in. Nakula and the Orcs of the Nacha Tribe nearby all tightened their grips on their stone tools, the atmosphere instantly becoming extrely tense.
"Wait!" A young female voice rang out in the tent, instantly diffusing so of the tense atmosphere: "Why are you always talking about death? Can’t we sit down and talk about it properly, right Chief ng Zhuo, Shaman ng Luo?"
Shaman Ji Nuan smiled at the two Orc leaders of the Monte Tribe.
"Shaman Ji Nuan, ng Tai sought your help, and you saw the state of our Monte Tribe when you arrived. We’ve been hard to this extent by this guy. Several Orcs lost their lives to Stinger Bug bites. Tell ! How can I let them go just like that?"
As ng Zhuo spoke, his eyes reddened. He gritted his teeth in anger, wishing he could personally devour Nakula.
Nakula, standing below, looked at the calm Shaman with complex feelings. He didn’t expect that the Shaman would rescue them at this mont.
Ji Nuan calmly sat on the beast skin mat: "Doesn’t Chief ng Zhuo think that killing them is letting them off easily?"
ng Zhuo furrowed his brow as he turned towards Ji Nuan: "What does Shaman Ji Nuan an?"
Ji Nuan just smiled: "How about capturing them first, Chief ng Zhuo? After all, you haven’t co up with a good way to deal with them yet, have you?"
"We’ve thought of it, which is to kill..." Before ng Zhuo could finish his sentence, he was slapped on the head by ng Luo.
"Shut up! What have you thought of? You didn’t even discuss it with ."
Having said that, he waved his hand, "Capture them first and lock them up. We’ll make our decision after we’ve discussed it."
"Shaman ng Luo, I, Nakula, am not soone you can just captivate on a whim." A cold snort ca from Nakula down below, and the second-level Orcic pressure around him was instantly released, pushing the surrounding Orcs of the Monte Tribe back several steps.
ng Zhuo saw Nakula, that son of a bitch, dared to resist and instantly jumped up: "You dare to cause trouble on my turf, kill you!"
Nakula retaliated, scoffing coldly, "Well, co give it a try and see how many of your tribesn I can kill before you kill ."
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