Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Upon reaching this point, Clan Leader Meng Zhuo came to a sudden halt, looking at Nakula with a serious expression: "Bertel was killed by two orcs from the Watson Tribe, but Bertel himself had no regard for honor, releasing a venomous Black King Cobra during the battle that bit the orc he was fighting. At the point of death, he even dragged the poisoned orc down with him into the Eneru River."

Nakula’s eyes widened: "The Watson Tribe has an orc capable of killing Bertel? Did they trade for the Beast God Fruit?"

Meng Zhuo shook his head: "I’m not too sure about that, but remember, once you are there, never mention Bertel and that orc."

An innocent curiosity was sparked in Namila, she looked at Clan Leader Meng Zhuo with a naive gaze: "Uncle, is it because that orc is very important?"

Nakula also looked at him curiously.

Meng Zhuo spoke in a quiet voice: "That orc is the future partner of Shaman Ji Nuan from the Watson Tribe. The two have not yet become a couple, so we never mention this matter in front of Shaman Ji Nuan."

Not until this point did Nakula and Namila begin to grasp the situation.

Nakula paused and looked at Meng Zhuo: "You’ve mentioned this Shaman Ji Nuan several times, it seems like you respect him a lot."

Meng Zhuo nodded: "Of course, Shaman Ji Nuan is the most impressive shaman I’ve ever met."

A glint of light flickered across Namila’s eyes upon hearing this: "Is this Shaman Ji Nuan more powerful than the shaman in your own tribe, Uncle?"

Meng Zhuo laughed out loudly: "No, Shaman Meng Luo has a great respect for Shaman Ji Nuan."

As they continued talking, they arrived at a collection of tents. An area that was just recently empty was now dotted with uniformly colored and similarly sized tents.

In the center of the tent field, a particularly eye-catching large tent was still being assembled.

The tents were surrounded by orcs wearing strange beast skin clothes, each of them standing tall and energetic, holding unidentifiable weapons and guarding the periphery.

The solemn and restrained atmosphere stopped Nakula and Namila involuntarily in their tracks.

They looked a bit confused as they turned to Meng Zhuo: "What is this...?"

Meng Zhuo had expected their reaction upon seeing the guard team, so he laughed: "Don’t worry, these are the guards responsible for protecting Shaman Ji Nuan. Each one of them is exceptionally brave among the Watson Tribe."

Having said that, he stepped forward and asked one of the orcs: "Excuse me, which captain is on guard duty today? We have business with Elder Mu Qing."

The orc nodded at Clan Leader Meng Zhuo: "Please wait a moment."

After finishing his sentence, he switched places with another orc and disappeared into the collection of tents.

Not long after, the orc who had gone inside returned to his post with the sound of "clip-clop" of his footsteps. "Captain Ya Li will be here shortly."

Having said this, he once again turned his gaze forward, standing tall and erect like a pine tree.

Nakula and Namila, who were standing to the side, had their eyes practically glowing. While Nakula admired the strength of these guard orcs, Namila drooled over their bodies, the green glow in her eyes shimmering.

If only these guard orcs, who were clearly different from the average orcs, could belong to her, she would take them all under her beast skin skirt.

"What brings Clan Leader Meng Zhuo here at this time instead of resting?" A provocative and charming voice accompanied by lazy footsteps emerged from behind one of the tents.