Chapter 517 - 516, Shock_1
Complain as they might, but such blatant taunting was something the two beasts dare not express. So, they could only silently lower their heads and take the reprimand.
"Clan Leader, it seems like Shaman Ji Nuan is back! The orc on patrol atop the city wall said he saw them heading towards the tribe," came the excited voice of an orc. A surge of happiness flooded Ge Xing’s heart. He didn’t even have time to scold the two naughty cubs anymore and dashed full speed towards the city gate.
News of the arrival attracted scores of Watson Tribe members who gathered on the city wall, those who didn’t fit were waiting inside the city gate, ready to rush out to receive Ji Nuan and the others as soon as the gate opened.
"Shaman Ji Nuan, we must be close, I can already see your tribe’s city wall," Meng Tai was somewhat eager. He had always wanted to know what kind of tribe lived behind that towering wall.
Ji Nuan laughed heartily, his mood lifted, "Yes, you must try our tribe’s food at dinner tonight. I promise you’ll find it so delicious, you’ll practically swallow your own tongue."
Meng Tai gasped in shock, "What kind of food? I have to swallow my tongue? Perhaps I’d better not eat."
With that said, his face turned a little pale in horror.
Ji Nuan choked. Did he accidentally say something again that other orcs wouldn’t understand?
After a brief moment of silence, the Watson tribe broke into collective peals of laughter. Everyone was doubled over laughing, making their running legs wobble a bit.
This left Meng Tai and the two Monte Orcs utterly bewildered. What’s going on? They’re laughing like idiots!
Then looking at Meng Tai in front of them, they thought, is there something wrong with these Watson Tribe orcs?
Thankfully, this was just an exchange of glances. Had they actually voiced their thoughts, a good beating would certainly have been in store.
Ya Li sidled up to Meng Tai, wiping the laughter tears from his eyes, "What Ji Nuan meant was, our tribe’s food is very delicious, not that you’re supposed to eat your tongue. Are you dense? Ha ha ha ha!"
Meng Tai’s face, along with those of the two other tribesmen, turned beet-red in embarrassment and they let out awkward chuckles.
As they neared the city gate, a heavy clanking noise triggered a wave of orcs to pour out from inside.
"Ji Nuan cub, I thought you weren’t coming back today," Shaman Ama and Ge Xing rushed out first.
Ji Nuan hopped off Xiu Yan’s back and quickly took a few steps, "Of course, at times like these, I have to be with my tribe."
Turning to look at Meng Tai and his party, he said, "Shaman Ama, these are Meng Tai and his partners from the Monte Tribe. Uncle Ge Xing has already met them, they’re here to warn us about an impending disaster."
Shaman Ama grinned and patted his shoulder, "Good lad! Good lad!"
She waved at them, "Come on, let’s all go in. The moms in the tribe will make delicious food for you."
With curiosity welling up within them, Meng Tai and the two other orcs finally took their first steps into the Watson Tribe, which was enclosed by a lofty city wall.
After passing through what looked like the entrance to a mountain cave, the three orcs were stunned by the scene in front of them, their eyes bulging, "All these are..."
"Beast God! What is all this?"
"Are those tents?"
Neat courtyards were connected by pathways paved with clean slate. Fruit trees and plots of wild fruits and vegetables, enclosed by tree branches, filled the courtyards.