Chapter 570 - 569, Delicious Grilled Meat_1
They didn’t have to wait long. The fragrant aroma of roast Humming Beast wafted into the tent along with the gentle night breeze, making its way into the nostrils of the seated Orcs. Ji Nuan’s mouth began to water.
Meng Tai entered with two Orcs, carrying large leaves filled with deliciously sizzling hot roast Humming Beast.
Ya Li came in from behind, a proud look on his face, "How is it? The roast Humming Beast I made is not bad, right?"
In his arms, a small creature was enthusiastically munching on a piece of roasted meat, oil dripping from its mouth.
Ji Nuan raised an eyebrow at him, "You roasted this?"
Ya Li plopped down on a beast skin cushion not far away while smirking, "If not, you’d be eating pitch-black Humming Beast right now."
After he said this, Meng Tai chuckled awkwardly, "I’m still not very good at roasting meat, but I’ll get the hang of it soon."
Ji Nuan joined in the laughter and rolled up his sleeves, "Bring it over, I’m starving to death."
In no time, the mound of Humming Beast roast was devoured by the Orcs. Looking at their muscular bellies, Ji Nuan sighed. This was the difference. They ate more than pigs, yet still maintained a good shape.
After enjoying a few pieces of roast to satisfy their craving, Meng Tai, Meng Zhuo, and Meng Luo, too, commented on the deliciousness of the meat.
Chief Meng Zhuo asked with a smile, "Shaman Ji Nuan, do all the Orcs in Watson Tribe possess such culinary skills?"
Ji Nuan nodded, "In order to win the affection of the females, don’t we need some skills?"
At this, all the Orcs burst into laughter.
"Chief Meng Zhuo, we should set off early tomorrow. We’ve delayed for such a long time and I’m not sure about the Tribe situation." Ji Nuan’s face was full of worry.
Meng Zhuo nodded, "I understand Shaman Ji Nuan’s worry. I won’t hold you back. The tent where you were staying has already been cleaned by the Orcs. We have also prepared a basket of fruits and roast for your journey."
Ji Nuan thanked him by nodding his head.
Lying on the comfortable beast skin cushions, the Orcs quickly fell asleep, perhaps excited about returning to the tribe tomorrow.
They woke up the next morning to the familiar sound of bugs and birds chirping with the Orcs already gone. After Ji Nuan had washed up outside the tent, he stepped out to the dawn.
It was dawn, the sun had not fully risen, but the Orcs and females of Monte Tribe were already bustling around.
"Shaman Ji Nuan, please forgive us! We were wrong, please spare us!" A miserable scream broke the tranquility of the morning. Ji Nuan looked towards the source of the sound, his eyebrows knitted.
Two unidentifiable Orcs were tied to two sturdy stumps in the middle of the tribe, crying out in desperation.
"Shut up and be quiet!" An Orc standing guard above them punched one in the belly. The Orc opened his mouth wide in pain and lost his voice.
The other female was also gagged by an Orc with a beast skin, she could only shake her head and muffle cries, her face smeared with a mix of tears and snot. It was a terrible sight.
"How can you treat a female like this? What has she done wrong? " Ji Nuan frowned and asked the Orc on guard.
Seeing Ji Nuan showing sympathy for the female, the Orc immediately began to rant, "Shaman Ji Nuan, don’t feel sorry for this female. It’s because she and her father have been plotting against you. They are terribly bad."