Chapter 665 - 664, Departure_1
"Huh?" Rousing himself from a drowsy state, he looked at the chubby cub still being hugged and manhandled in his arms. Ji Nuan nervously smoothed down the little one’s fur and flashed an ingratiating grin: "I didn’t get a clear look, hehe~"
Xiu Yan sighed helplessly. The cub had a rather preternaturally mature aura about him: "Wake up, aren’t we supposed to set off once breakfast is done?"
Ji Nuan tousled his disheveled hair: "I had a wonderful dream last night. That must mean something great is coming, I’m in high spirits."
Xiu Yan looked at him, you dreaming about something good certainly made you chuckle in a lewd way.
The decadent Ji Nuan, after attending the trade fair, never committed any mistakes. He chewed on the aromatic roast meat and drank the musk soup, all the while enjoying the gentle morning breeze.
Tst~ so refreshing~
"Shaman Ji Nuan, are you ready?" Meng Zhuo’s loud voice echoed outside the tribe. Ji Nuan swallowed down the food in his mouth, and on seeing three Clan Leaders brought in by the Orcs, the corners of his mouth twitched: "I have a feeling you all are just here for food again."
The four Orcs grinned widely and took their familiar seats by the fire, immediately digging into the barbecued meat.
The meat was roasted perfectly, crispy on the outside, tender on the inside. Juices from certain fruits were poured over them to enhance the flavor. Guided by Ji Nuan, the Orcs in the tribe were all drawn to the aroma of cumin and chili. They sprinkled it onto the meat sizzling with fat and took a bite...
Lush life, indeed.
The Clan Leaders joyfully gorged themselves, leaving the orcs outside the settlement drooling over the roasted meat’s savoury scent. They silently cursed at their own Clan Leaders for their disloyalty, as they abandoned them for the sake of food.
Satiated, the Clan Leaders finally showed some remorse. They packed the leftover meat in large leaves and headed out to distribute it amongst the tribe members.
The Guard Team’s Orcs extinguished the fire and packed up the belongings. Everyone was ready to set off.
At this moment, Ji Nuan was seated atop a majestic golden lion. From time to time, he stroked its mane as he thought about the tribe.
"Shaman Ji Nuan, I’ll see you next year at the grand tribal gathering." Mu Qing, along with the Divine Wood Tree tribe, was ready to leave, carrying on his back loads of baggages for their journey back to Beast God Mountain.
Ji Nuan smiled and said: "If you ever need help, you are always welcome to seek me out in the Watson Tribe. I’ll do my utmost to assist."
Mu Qing nodded, saluted Ji Nuan, and ran off.
Seeing the members of the Divine Wood Tree tribe carrying beast skin bags, which were many times their size, and running with such speed, Ji Nuan couldn’t help admiring them: "They really are a race that grew up on Beast God Fruits."
He then gathered his thoughts, waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Let’s move, back to the tribe."
The orcs roared excitedly. Even though they hadn’t been gone for long, everyone grew excited at the prospect of heading home.
"Father, how could you just watch as that female took my Kun away?" On the edge of a nearby forest, a group of orcs was standing, with Namila’s discontent clear in her voice.
Nakula glanced at her but didn’t pat her head as usual: "The Watson Tribe is currently a tribe we can’t afford to provoke. You have plenty of males to choose from, it doesn’t have to be him."