Chapter 851 - 850, Namila Died?
In the bedroom, the little cub was politely scooping up steamed egg from his bowl, which smelled delicious.
A pair of round, wide eyes looked at Amu and his father sitting by the kang, his little mouth puffed up adorably.
At this moment, Dubi was somewhat surprised as he looked at Chang Zao.
Since he knew he could not stay long in the Watson Tribe, he hadn’t bothered to furnish the room, even using simple wooden pieces as cabinets, tables, and chairs.
But now, it seemed that not a single item in the room was missing, and everything was quite exquisite.
"These items?"
Chang Zao smiled at him, "These were all sent over by Aunt Ge Rou, saying that every new tribe member receives them, but since you had fallen into the Eneru River before, you didn’t have the chance to receive them. Now that I’m here, I brought them straight to you."
Dubi nodded and then looked at Chang Zao, "Do you like it here?"
Chang Zao stretched out his somewhat frail hand and grabbed Dubi’s, "I like it here. The tribe members are all very kind. These past few days since the cub and I arrived, it’s all thanks to the tribe’s care. Aunt Naima comes every day to teach me how to use things around here and makes tasty food for us. The little cub from next door always comes over to play with our cub. It’s so beautiful here, it’s like a dream."
Her face was filled with longing.
Dubi looked at her anxiously, "Then do you still want to go back?"
"Go back? To where?"
Chang Zao looked at him, puzzled.
Dubi pursed his lips, "Back to the Armored Crocodile Tribe."
As soon as he spoke, Chang Zao’s face turned pale, "We’re not going back, can we not go back?"
She clutched Dubi’s sleeve tightly, "Dubi, the cub and I almost died. I saw the lands of the Lord Beast God, but the Shaman here saved us. If we go back, we will die."
Chang Zao’s agitated demeanor caused Dubi’s heart to ache, he stretched his arms and pulled Chang Zao into his embrace, "I know, we, we won’t go back. I’ve already left the tribe, we’re no longer people of the Armored Crocodile Tribe."
Hearing this, Chang Zao’s tense body immediately relaxed. She hugged the tall orc tightly and began to sob softly.
Seeing Amu crying, the little cub noticed with his round, wide eyes and his little mouth puckered, "Hmm~"
The little one fussed quietly, drawing the attention of Dubi and Chang Zao immediately.
Seeing her furrow her little brow and pout, mimicking her own expression, Chang Zao couldn’t help but laugh.
Wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes, she picked up the little one, "Why aren’t you eating your eggs, cub?"
The little cub’s attention was immediately drawn to the tasty eggs mentioned by Amu, "Ah ao~egg~"
"Cub is talking, did he just say ’egg’?" Dubi said excitedly.
Holding the little one, Chang Zao listened even more clearly and happily pressed her lips twice against the little cheek.
Meanwhile, at Ji Nuan’s home, after a hearty meal, She Ze and She Wu came over to report on their work, and Ji Nuan sat beside Xiu Yan, concentrating on the details of what had happened in the Armored Crocodile Tribe.
"You say Namila has already been killed by Dubi?" Ji Nuan exclaimed in surprise.