Chapter 862 - 861: Forming Small Groups
That night, some beasts had it good, while others tossed and turned in unrest.
Of course, when Ji Nuan, sore in the back and aching in the waist, woke up to see Xiu Yan with his tender gaze at the bedside, she was not at all pleased.
Her round eyes were wide open, seemingly containing two small flames burning inside.
Seeing Ji Nuan’s petulant look, even Xiu Yan, with his thick-skinned nature, couldn’t help but touch his nose, feeling exceedingly guilty.
He admitted to himself that he had been quite the tormentor the night before.
The tall orc cautiously and pleasingly helped his little female dress and brought her water at just the right temperature for washing up, which somewhat alleviated her anger.
Sipping the thick porridge made by the orc, Ji Nuan let out a comfortable sigh, the warm food filled her body with warmth.
"Shaman Ji Nuan?" a cautious voice suddenly came from the courtyard.
The visitor was Bosson, who at that moment was grimacing, carefully poking his head around the door frame of Ji Nuan’s yard.
He softly called out.
But for the orc with keen hearing and Ji Nuan, who had eaten the Divine Fruit, such a sound was enough to catch their attention.
Ji Nuan looked up, her brows slightly knitted, clearly displeased with the orc, "Xiu Yan, go see what it is. If it isn’t something important, I doubt anyone would disturb us at this time."
Xiu Yan nodded, although he knew, the disturbance still soured his mood.
After a while, Xiu Yan led Bosson in.
Seeing Ji Nuan sitting on the kang, drinking porridge, Bosson breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly started on serious matters, "I came here, requested by the old shaman of the Gru Tribe. They wish to meet you before they leave."
Ji Nuan put her porcelain bowl on the small table on the kang, looking at Bosson with some confusion, "Did they say what it’s about?"
Bosson shook his head, "They didn’t say, but when I was delivering food, I heard their tribe members discussing something about wanting to join our tribe."
Ji Nuan’s eyes lit up, "Oh?"
She looked up at Xiu Yan, and interest also appeared in the eyes of the orc.
A sly look flickered through Ji Nuan’s eyes as she turned to Bosson, "What do you think about letting the Gru Tribe join us?"
Bosson hadn’t expected Ji Nuan to ask his opinion at this moment. He was momentarily stunned but then frowned and said, "It’s fine whether they join or not, but if we let them, we should be wary of the old shaman. He cares a lot about the Gru Tribe. We should treat them like we do the smaller tribes, to prevent them from forming cliques."
The phrase ’forming cliques’ had originally come from Ji Nuan, intended to explain the dispersal of the smaller tribes’ orcs back then. Unexpectedly, it turned out the tribe’s orcs were quite adaptive in using it.
Ji Nuan nodded, "Then after lunch, you bring them to the meeting room. I’ll call the Clan Leader, Uncle, and a few members of our tribe to see their opinions."
Bosson nodded, hehe laughed, "Then I’ll head out now. You both rest up..."
Saying so, he even winkily blinked in a lewd manner before scurrying out just in time to avoid Xiu Yan’s sudden blow.
Watching the interaction of the two beasts, Ji Nuan couldn’t help but shake her head with a laugh, "Why does it feel like the orcs in the tribe are becoming less and less proper?"