Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

A flicker of annoyance passed through his golden eyes; it seemed his inner turmoil had caused him to miss this young female.

"Kun!" A familiar magnetic voice rang out, and Kun instantly felt his murderous intent intensifying in this moment. With his thin lips tightly pursed and a furrowed brow, he turned around and strode away.

Watching the retreating back of the stern orc, Namila’s expression darkened, resembling the sky during the rainy season.

An orc by her side chuckled lightly: "What’s up with Kun? Namila, you’re so beautiful, and yet he refuses you time and again. I wonder who he will eventually mate with."

Namila responded with a cold laugh: "As long as I, Namila, exist, he can only be my partner. Anyone who dares to compete with me will become the public female of our tribe."

Her words were full of venom.

The orc behind her stiffened, his eyes filled with gloom. This Kun—how annoying he was.

Meanwhile, on an open ground at the trade meeting site, right next to the Nacha Tribe’s location, the Monte Tribe began erecting their tents. One by one, tents made from fierce beast skins appeared on the ground, provoking exclamations of surprise from the surrounding spectators.

Despite not catching Kun, Namila followed her father to this area. She recognized Chief Meng Zhuo - he ruled a major tribe in Lamu Forest like her Nacha Tribe, both of which were the primary trading tribes at the trade meeting.

"Ha-ha, Chief Meng Zhuo, aren’t you a bit late this time? The trade meeting starts tomorrow, and you’ve just arrived today." Nakula laughed heartily as he greeted Chief Meng Zhuo.

Chief Meng Zhuo laughed: "With the preparation work and journey, this is the fastest we could make it."

He then leaned in to whisper in Nakula’s ear: "Today, when we were resting in the forest, we ran into a few of your Nacha tribe orcs. The Divine Wood Tree tribe’s elder was not very pleased."

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Nakula’s face instantly darkened. He gritted his teeth and muttered: "Those lazy creatures, risking our reputation by stealing from the tribes attending the trade meeting."

Then, turning to Chief Meng Zhuo next to him with a face full of smiles: "In this case, Meng Zhuo, accompany me to the elder’s place. Help me put in a good word. I hope they won’t halt trading with us because of those reckless orcs."

Chief Meng Zhuo patted his arm: "Don’t worry, it won’t come to that. However, Elder Mu Qing was indeed somewhat angry. You need to explain the situation clearly, apologize sincerely, and see how the elder reacts."

Nakula sighed and reluctantly nodded: "Where is this elder, then?"

Meng Zhuo chuckled: "Certainly with Shaman Ji Nuan. Elder Mu Qing went to deliver a message in Eneru Forest. We waited in Lamu Forest for Shaman Ji Nuan and traveled together with Elder Mu Qing."

"Eneru Forest? I heard that Bertel led the orcs to attack this mountain forest, didn’t he?"

Namila, who was standing nearby, instantly pricked up her ears; she was curious about news regarding Bertel.

Chief Meng Zhuo sneered: "By now, Bertel and his tribesmen are likely nothing more than fish food."

"Hiss~" Nakula gasped: "Which tribe is so ruthless that they even killed Bertel, a second-level orc?"