Chapter 963 - 962: Ill Intentions
"But if that were the case, the other Tribes would become just like ours, and by then, I’m afraid those from the Tribes might harbor some ill intentions."
Chief Ge Xing didn’t say it out loud, but Ji Nuan already understood what he meant.
She smiled and looked at Chief Ge Xing, "Clan Leader, they all took an oath before the Lord Beast God, what else are you worried about? Even if you’re concerned they might break their oaths and become Fallen Beasts."
"But there’s one thing you’re forgetting..."
Ji Nuan’s eyes shone astutely as she looked outside the conference room, "Even after they joined the Tribe, I have never handed over some of the Tribe’s most critical technologies to them, have I?"
Ge Xing’s eyes brightened, that’s right, no matter how many Tribes they spin off, as long as the most crucial technology is in their hands, there’s no need to fear those other Tribes’ Orcs harboring any different thoughts.
"And besides, doesn’t the Tribe still have me?" Ji Nuan’s face expressed great confidence, "Have you ever seen a more formidable Shaman than me? As long as I’m here, as long as they need my healing, as long as our relationship with the Divine Wood Tree people remains strong, if we continue to develop our strength, who would dare betray us?"
"They’d probably be dying to become our subsidiary Tribes."
Having said that, a hint of dominance appeared in her eyes, "As long as our strength grows, we won’t fear any Orcs, any Tribe."
Ji Nuan’s words made Clan Leader Ge Xing’s blood boil, as if he were young again.
Grandma Shaman nodded her head, "That’s right, Ge Xing lad, as long as our Tribe is strong, we don’t have to fear their betrayal."
"After all, these Tribes have now joined our Watson Tribe, so they are our Tribesmen. We have to trust them, otherwise, why would you accept them?"
Ji Nuan also nodded, use the Orcs without suspicion, suspect not the Orcs used.
Chief Ge Xing was first inspired by Ji Nuan’s vision, then received a lesson from Grandma Shaman, which calmed his thoughts.
He also realized his ideas were indeed conservative and overly suspicious.
"Grandma Shaman, Shaman Ji Nuan, rest assured, I understand. I am now a first-level evolved Orc, with plenty of time left to live, I will lead the Tribe to greater strength."
Ji Nuan and Grandma Shaman exchanged glances, a hint of a smile in their eyes. Although they could do a lot, Grandma Shaman preferred to research herbs.
Ji Nuan was keener on venturing outside to strive and forge a new path.
The Tribe’s affairs were always being managed by Uncle Ge Xing; it could be said he was the most crucial person.
Only with his open-mindedness and fair treatment of the Tribespeople could the Tribe develop well.
With the Tribes’ issues resolved, over the following three days, Ji Nuan prepared many things. She would focus on building up that place and might rarely return this year.
She entrusted her home to Ge Ye and a few friends. Moumou was now joyfully spending every day with its mate and little ones, living a life far more comfortable than hers.
The three days passed in the blink of an eye, and all the Orcs set to go to the other Tribes had gathered at the city gate, each of them carrying a small mountain of belongings.
The females looked back at the Tribe with reluctance and longing, some even wiping away tears.