"You..." ng Zhuo raised an eyebrow, rolling up his sleeves about to step forward, but was pulled back by ng Luo beside him.
"You’re not even an evolved Orc, isn’t going there just asking for humiliation?"
Even though I already know that, but, little brother, you saying this in front of so many tribe mbers, don’t I have any dignity left?
"Since you guys haven’t decided yet, I’ll take my people and leave first, we’ll be back tomorrow," said Nakula, already making ready to leave with the tribe mbers behind him.
"Though this is not our tribe’s business, there should be a cost for wrongdoing. This won’t look good on you, Chief Nakula." Upon hearing this voice, Nakula, who just stepped out, stopped his footsteps, and beads of sweat started to form on his palms that were hanging beside his body.
"What does Shaman Ji Nuan an? They haven’t decided yet, and they can’t keep here, is there a problem if I co back with my tribe mbers tomorrow?" Nakula feigned calm.
Ji Nuan’s face, however, turned grim. This kind of behaviour where they do the wrong things and yet still look down upon others from a higher ground, is disgustingly similar to how M country used to cause troubles for their own country in his past life, it was tireso for him.
ng Zhuo and ng Luo also noticed the sowhat gloomy expression on Ji Nuan’s face, they silently stopped their act and obediently settled down on one side.
"Such a sight is botherso. You failed to wreak-havoc on soone else’s tribe, and now that you need their help, you’re still acting so arrogant. Preposterous."
Ji Nuan waved his hand dismissively: "Quit beating around the bush. Ya Li, do Chief ng Zhuo a favor and take him."
"Yes." Ya Li responded cheerfully and walked up to Nakula: "Wouldn’t you rather save us the effort and tie yourself up?"
Nakula looked at the arrogant brat before his eyes, he was so infuriated he could barely breathe: "We’re both second-level Orcs, our strengths are equal, it’s still unknown who will beat whom."
Ya Li casually dug at his ear: "Second-level Orc? When was that again? Seems like quite so ti ago."
Having said that, his aura tightened, a breath of overwhelming pressure suffocating Nakula enveloped him.
"You evolved again?" These words ca out tremorously, even a bit high-pitched.
Ya Li casually nodded: "Yeah, it can’t be helped, who made our Shaman so fruitful."
Ji Nuan could no longer bear to watch the flaunting ng Zhuo, he picked up a fruit and threw it at him: "Quit blabbing, take him down!"
Embarrasedly touching his nose, Ya Li moved so fast Nakula couldn’t react. He was already pinned down under the foot of an Orc.
With the threat of the second-level Orc, Nakula, out of the picture, the common Orcs behind him were easily subdued.
In the absence of Xiu Yan, Ya Li was sowhat overzealous, to the point where he shook his leg while stepping on Nakula, causing Ji Nuan’s eye to twitch uncontrollably.
He took out a small porcelain bottle from his waist and tossed it over: "Give him this dicine to drink."
Then turned to the cowering Chief ng Zhuo: "Chief ng Zhuo, you let the Orcs get a bowl of water, this dicine needs to be dissolved in water."
Upon hearing the word ’dicine’, Nakula’s skin started to crawl, Shaman Ji Nuan was a creature who could even kill a Stinger Bug, could her dicine be consud casually?
"Shaman Ji Nuan, we won’t resist anymore, my tribe and I will stay in the Monte Tribe while waiting for ng Zhuo’s decision."
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