Chapter 562 - 561, Tent_1
Dizzy from the sun’s heat, Ji Nuan had no time to reminisce with the others. Looking rather ill, she said, "Prepare a tent for me. I need to rest."
Upon hearing this, Chief Mo Zha was taken aback. Seeing the discomfort on Ji Nuan’s face, he immediately ordered the Orcs to vacate his own tent for her.
To everyone’s surprise, Ji Nuan frowned upon hearing this and said, "I want a new tent. I won’t stay in a tent that other Orcs have already used."
"Live where you please, if you don’t like it, leave, who cares!" a angry voice rose behind the Orcs. Ji Nuan looked and saw Mo Na staring at her angrily from the entrance of the tent.
Ji Nuan raised an eyebrow, amused. I enjoy your hatred for me because you can’t do anything about it, she thought.
Without glancing at the displeased Mo Na, Ji Nuan turned to Chief Mo Zha, "If I am supposed to leave, can you return my basket first? It still has many herbs that I need."
Hearing this, Chief Mo Zha flinched. This hard-won Shaman, he couldn’t let his own unruly cub drive her away.
Turning to his daughter sternly, "Nana, go back to your own tent. How can you talk to Shaman Ji Nuan like that? Go!" The last two words were spoken fiercely.
Mo Na’s eyes filled with tears instantly. This was the first time her father had scolded her, and it was over a woman who had broken her arm.
With a deeper hatred in her eyes, she stared at Ji Nuan, before walking into the tent and drawing close the Beast Skin curtain.
Chief Mo Zha sighed in relief, "Shaman Ji Nuan, I have spoiled my cub, and she has developed a bad temper. I hope you won’t mind. Let’s have the Orcs prepare a Beast Skin mat for you under a tree. You can rest and eat some fruit while they hasten to set up a new tent for you."
Ji Nuan looked at the busy Orcs and nodded. She sat on the clean Beast Skin mat and began to nibble on the freshly washed fruit they had provided. She was quite content.
Unbeknownst to her, an elderly Orc in a tent not far away was observing her with a dark gaze, his eyes filled with various thoughts. "Is that the highly skilled shaman?"
An Orc responded beside him, "Yes, when we were on Beast God Mountain, there wasn’t an injury Shaman Ji Nuan couldn’t treat. She even cured an insect infestation that had troubled the Divine Wood Tree Tribe for hundreds of years. They’re really fond of her now."
The elderly shaman nodded, "Have you seen her methods of healing?"
The Orc nodded, "The Shaman doesn’t hide from Orcs during treatment. We have all witnessed it. But when she treated bone injuries, it was done underneath our flesh, so we couldn’t actually see how the bones were healed."
The Shaman nodded, "Go help construct the tent for the Shaman, and try to stay by her side as much as possible. Observe her treatment methods and figure out any differences from ours. It is clear that the Shaman did not come to our tribe voluntarily. If she leaves in the future, then we must learn these healing methods ourselves. It would be ideal."
The Orc’s eyes lit up and he hurriedly nodded before leaving.
Watching him leave, the shaman sneered and curled his lips, "As long as I am the Shaman of the Serra Tribe..."