Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Watching the two beasts in the corner gossiping about Nuannuan, Xiu Yan’s eyes turned so cold they could slay a beast. Ice swords formed one after the other, whistling towards the father-daughter pair.

It wasn’t until they ceased their whispers, heads bowed in fear, that Xiu Yan withdrew his icy gaze. He then glanced distastefully at Meng Tai, who was diligently grilling meat on the side, and thought to himself: my dear female cub wouldn’t fall for such a stupid beast.

Little did he know that when with Ji Nuan, he wasn’t the least stupid, just more stupid.

Feeling Xiu Yan’s unfriendly gaze, Meng Tai felt wronged. He had been obediently grilling meat here. How did he offend this cold-faced beast?

On the side, an older tribal leader cautiously asked Meng Zhuo, "Chief Meng Zhuo, who are those Orcs?"

Meng Zhuo smiled and replied, "They are a Shaman and her clansmen from Eneru Mountain. They came to gather herbs in Lamu Mountain Forest."

The old Orc’s eyes brightened: "Do you mean the icy, silver-haired orc?"

The icy silver-haired Orc? Meng Zhuo turned his head and saw Xiu Yan.

He promptly shook his head, "No, Shaman Ji Nuan is a female."

The tribal leaders below widened their eyes in shock: "There’s actually a female who is willing to endure the hardship of being a Shaman?"

Meng Zhuo nodded: "Not only that, Shaman Ji Nuan is a very powerful witch doctor who has saved the lives of many people in our tribe."

He then ended with a serious face to all the tribal leaders: "When Shaman Ji Nuan goes out to gather herbs in the coming days, you all must be respectful to her. Understand? Treat her just as you would treat our tribe’s Shaman."

The tribe’s Shaman was the Shaman of the Monte Tribe.

The tribal leaders all widened their eyes in shock. So this Shaman held such a high position?

"Meng Zhuo! Meng Zhuo! Come out!" A loud, clamoring voice rose outside, yelling Chief Meng Zhuo’s name without any courtesy.

Meng Zhuo raised his hand to rub his forehead, his face filled with resignation: "How did this guy get here?"

As the tribal leaders heard this voice, they quickly stood up and respectfully stepped aside, making way in the middle of the tent, and a towering Orc violently stormed in.

Meng Zhuo pursed his lips and stood up, looking helplessly at the orc, "Why are you here?"

The orc didn’t pay him any attention. His round eyes were continuously sweeping around the tent: "Didn’t you say Shaman Ji Nuan was here? Where is she?"

Ji Nuan was still sitting on a beastskin cushion on the right-hand side without moving. But once the tribal leaders stood up, they shielded the few of them behind their bodies. So, after the orc hastily searched for a while, his gaze came to a stop somewhere at the back.

He walked over with a good-natured smile and turned his attentive face towards the female behind the orc: "You must be Shaman Ji Nuan?"

Her eyes were full of eager anticipation. Meng Zhuo had told her that this female Shaman was very powerful. She wondered if she could teach him a trick or two.

Just now, the orc outside had said that Shaman Ji Nuan was in Meng Zhuo’s tent. There was only one female here, so it had to be her.

Seeing the female still cowering behind the orc, he felt a bit puzzled inside. Wasn’t it said that this Shaman Ji Nuan was very formidable? So why was she such a scaredy-cat?

Seeing the Shaman not understanding the situation, Meng Zhuo once again rubbed his forehead in frustration.