Xiu Yan frowned in disdain, "She must have learned bad habits from Ya Li."
Ji Nuan looked up at the orc, "I don’t think so. I find Ya Li quite a decent orc."
Xiu Yan instantly gave Ji Nuan a look full of accusation, "What’s good about him? The heart of that lewd snake beast is as black as his scales."
Thinking about the pitch-black appearance of Ya Li in his orc form, Ji Nuan couldn’t help but marvel at how apt Xiu Yan’s comparison was.
anwhile, Ya Li, resting at ho, suddenly sneezed fiercely, his wicked eyes narrowing, "Is soone speaking ill of ?"
Sitting at ho, one can still get hit by a pot falling from the sky~
Bosson and Little Pipi enthusiastically prepared a grand feast to entertain the orcs from the Gru Tribe since they would be leaving tomorrow.
Although the food wasn’t as lavish as during the priest’s celebration yesterday, it was still a rare treat for the Gru Tribe orcs who were used to gnawing on raw at every day.
After the midday al, Bosson, along with the sowhat restless Shaman, Bowman, and Hei Tu, headed to the conference room.
Inside the conference room, Chief Ge Xing was already seated.
Today, Chief Ge Xing was especially spirited, his perpetually upturned corners of the mouth revealing his particularly good mood.
Because just last night, he had learned from Ya Li who the culprit was that had set him up to wet his bed.
It turned out to be his beloved little grandson, that damned rascal had been secretly wetting his bed every day and then cuddling up to sleep in Naima’s arms.
The operation couldn’t have been more perfect.
Naima had even gone so far as to compare the little guy to himself.
As for children not wetting the bed, yet you, at your ripe age, still do.
Thinking about the little one getting his little bottom spanked by Amu this morning and pouting with tears like golden beans, Chief Ge Xing felt both heartache and relief, but that didn’t affect his good mood in the slightest.
Seeing Bosson co in with the three orcs, he greeted them with a smile, and after they were seated, he personally poured them so warm water.
The three orcs, slightly overwheld by the honor, accepted it, even Bosson received the Clan Leader’s warm hospitality.
"The cold season is coming, how well-prepared is your Tribe with food?" Chief Ge Xing asked, seemingly concerned.
The Shaman sighed, "Not very well, actually. Since we are unfamiliar with the new deep forest, our hunting yields are not very high. It’s going to be sowhat difficult to safely get through the cold season."
The crafty Shaman began to cry poor.
But in fact, the situation was much the sa. The Gru Tribe had migrated a bit late, so it was unrealistic to prepare enough food and beast skins in such a short ti to get through the cold season.
The expressions of Bowman and Hei Tu were also sowhat solemn, indicating that the Gru Tribe’s situation really wasn’t very good.
"You’ve all co so early!" a cheerful female voice rang out, and the orcs stood up simultaneously. There were only two females that could enter this conference room, besides Shaman Ji Nuan, there was Grandma Shaman.
But Grandma Shaman was old now and didn’t like dealing with Tribe affairs much anymore, and the voice was so young, it had to be Shaman Ji Nuan.
This ti, the Shaman truly took a good look at the legendary Shaman Ji Nuan.
There were too many orcs around her yesterday, and as his old eyes were dim, he had only glimpsed her a few tis before his line of sight was blocked by others.
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