Chapter 861 - 860: What are you doing?
"What are you doing?" A soft, delicate feminine voice came.
Ya Li stiffened, and when he turned his head, he saw Miao Miao standing behind them.
A smile immediately bloomed on his face like a sunflower, "Miao Miao, what brings you here?"
Miao Miao nibbled at the bright red fruit in her hand, "I came to find you. What are you guys doing here? It looks sneaky."
Ya Li’s face darkened, "Miao Miao, do you know what ’sneaky’ means?"
Miao Miao nodded seriously, "Of course, every time the kids from Uncle Ge Xing’s house pee on his bed, that’s how Uncle Ge Xing looks when he runs away from his bed."
Ya Li thought, I’ve inadvertently stumbled upon a truth, should I tell Aunt Naima and the Clan Leader?
"Are you here to look for Nuannuan? I’ll come with you!" she said, moving toward the courtyard.
"Why is this gate closed?" Her hand hadn’t even reached the door when Ya Li pulled her into his arms.
"We’re not here to find Shaman Ji Nuan, they’re tired today and resting, let’s go play instead."
Ya Li, burdened by the little ancestor in his arms, ran toward the distance as if fleeing from a wild beast.
Soon, they disappeared from the sight of the beasts.
The beasts exchanged glances, a hint of delight in their eyes.
Heh, if the instigator has fled, why should we stick around? Time to slip away~
They vanished without a trace.
Meanwhile, in the guest room at Bosson’s house, Bowman, Hei Tu, and the old shaman were sitting quietly on the warm bed-stove.
Bowman and Hei Tu exchanged a puzzled look. The old shaman had called them over and then had been sitting silently until now, making them wonder what was afoot.
Looking at the two young tribe leaders, the old shaman sighed, "Do you think the Watson Tribe is a good place?"
Both orcs nodded without hesitation, "Of course."
"Do you want to become members of the Watson Tribe?" The shaman’s tone revealed no emotion, putting the orcs’ hearts on edge.
Bowman pursed his lips, "It’s almost the cold season, the Watson Tribe won’t want us."
With that statement, Bowman positioned himself very humbly, and the old shaman’s expression darkened.
"Our Gru Tribe has had conflicts with the tribes of Eneru Forest before. They might not be willing to accept us either," Hei Tu added his opinion.
After a long silence, the old shaman deeply sighed, "Joining the Watson Tribe means that the Gru Tribe will disappear from the Beast World Continent."
Bowman and Hei Tu looked at each other, seeing a different light in each other’s eyes.
The old shaman was hesitating.
Bowman glanced at him quietly, "But we could live within these safe walls, have spacious, sturdy houses, and such magical heating beds; our tribe members wouldn’t have to die from cold illnesses anymore."
The young orc’s eyes sparkled as he spoke of this life he longed for.
Hei Tu’s chest heaved deeply, the light in his eyes uncontrollable.
The old shaman’s heart ached; he knew the Gru Tribe would soon disappear.
"Let’s go talk to Shaman Ji Nuan about this tomorrow, it’s better to settle it sooner," said the old shaman, his voice filled with exhaustion.
Then he waved his hand, "You should go rest too, I’m tired."