Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Shaman Ji Nuan!!!

The three beasts exchanged eager glances. Isn’t this the shaman who healed the broken wing in Eneru Forest? Quite extraordinary indeed.

The two orcs were contemplating Ji Nuan’s miraculous healing techniques while Mo Na was thinking about the grudge between herself and this shaman. She subconsciously touched her broken arm, eyes glaring with hatred.

While in Eneru forest and Beast God Mountain, there were many orcs protecting this Shaman Ji Nuan, rendering her untouchable.

But now, since she has come to Lamu Forest, Mo Na must get her own revenge for her broken arm.

The three beasts suppressed their emotions as Mo Zha casually said, "Is there anything else? If not, just leave. You’re clearly aware of the relationship between our tribe and the Monte Tribe. So, what’s the point of you coming here and telling us about this?"

Afterwards, he looked mockingly at the orc, "Are you telling me your tribe plans to attach itself to our Serra Tribe?"

The orc maintained a fake smile, snorting inwardly. Why would they align with their minor tribe when they could be with the powerful Monte Tribe?

Though anxious inside, the orc set on the return journey with great trepidation, after ensuring that Mo Zha and his companions were aware of Ji Nuan’s presence.

"Father, now that Ji Nuan has come to our Lamu Forest, not Eneru or Beast God Mountain anymore, will you avenge me?" Mo Na stood excitedly, looking up at Mo Zha.

Mo Zha frowned, showing how difficult this decision was, "Nana, can you just let this go? We can’t kill Shaman Ji Nuan right now."

Mo Zhu quickly agreed, standing up to add, "That’s right. We shouldn’t kill her, but rather treat her well. So many of our tribesmen have died this time."

He pointed towards the outside of the tent, "There are too many injured orcs in the tribe. Our shaman alone can’t treat them, especially the bone injuries. If we invite Shaman Ji Nuan to our Serra Tribe, she can help treat our orcs. Thus, we can restore our tribe’s strength as soon as possible."

Mo Zha nodded in approval, "Yes, given our tribe’s current situation, we cannot afford to offend such a powerful shaman. If the Monte Tribe recovers its strength, who knows if they will attack us and seize the opportunity to wipe us out."

Mo Na’s eyes welled up with tears. Fury made her eyes redder, "For my brother! For my father! For the tribesmen! For the tribe!!!"

She looked disappointedly at Mo Zha and Mo Zhu, "My arm is useless now, but the beast who is responsible for it is welcomed into my tribe and is treated magnificently. My father and brother only think of the tribe and don’t care about revenge for my injury."

The more Mo Na expressed her grievance, the harder she cried, "Fine, if you won’t help me, I’ll avenge myself. I shall ensure that Shaman Ji Nuan will forever remain in Lamu Forest and no one can stop me."

With that said, she suddenly flipped the beast skin curtain and burst out of the tent, leaving two dumbfounded orcs behind.