Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Ola’s face instantly darkened, "Then what have you been doing all this time in the Watson Tribe? You haven’t achieved anything, you didn’t manage to get the brick and tile formula, and you didn’t bring back even one Orc. Why did you come back?"

Dubi sneered coldly, "Why did I come back?"

Suddenly, Ola felt something was off about Dubi. She frowned and looked at the Orc standing next to Namila, "Dubi, is this how you speak to your Clan Leader?"

At that moment, the murderous intent in Dubi’s heart could no longer be concealed. His large hands that hung by his sides had unknowingly grown pitch-black, sharp claws.

Ola turned pale, her voice shrilly screaming, "Did you already know that Chang Zao and your cubs have died? And you still want to kill me?"

Dubi looked fiercely at the flustered Ola hiding behind a few Orcs, "Yes, I found out yesterday. I jumped down to save them, but it was too late. They had disappeared.

The mud pit is so dark. Why don’t you, Clan Leader, go down and accompany them?"

Ola’s face turned ashen above, terrified by Dubi’s eerie demeanor.

Meanwhile, Namila, sitting not far from Dubi, had turned pale with fear, her lips white.

Why would Ola kill this Orc’s mate and cubs? The other beasts might not know, but didn’t she know herself?

If it weren’t for her instigation, Ola would not have made such a cruel decision.

She slowly bent over, crawling toward a corner.

But how could her slight movement escape Dubi, a first-level evolved Orc?

Under the terrified gazes of Ola and the surrounding Orcs, a cruel smile appeared on Dubi’s face.

With a swing of his right claw, the Namila who was just about to flee was already lying there, her body a bloody mess.

Dubi casually wiped the blood from his claws onto Namila’s Beast Skin clothes and slowly stood up.

Somehow, his dark eyes had turned a crimson red, "It’s your turn, my Clan Leader."

Ola crawled away frantically, "Dubi, it was that female who egged me on. I didn’t really plan to kill your mate and cubs, but she kept saying things to me, and so I made a wrong decision. This wasn’t my intention!"

But Dubi seemed not to hear her at all, steadily walking towards her.

Ola’s hair stood on end, "Quick, go grab him! All of you, together now! I’m the Clan Leader; you need to protect me!"

The female’s screams filled the entire cave, piercingly loud.

The surrounding Orcs kept retreating as Dubi approached, their hearts in turmoil!

Their faces tormented, their hearts cursed silently.

You could have messed with anyone, but you chose to mess with the family of an evolved orc. You’re tired of living, but we still want to see a few more sunrises.

Ola’s voice kept echoing in the cave, "Go get him! Get him! What are you standing there for? Why are you retreating?"

"Everyone go!"

"Go, go, what are you standing there for?"

Suddenly, an Orc threw his stone tool on the ground and roared, "Go, go, go, what go? If you’re so capable, you go! You were all mighty during the trouble, and now you want us to do it? I’m done serving."

Having said that, he turned around and walked straight out of the cave.

And Dubi, standing in the middle of the cave, did not stop him.