Chapter 971 - 970: Cannot Enter
Gui Zhuangzhuang pursed his lips, wanting to say something more, but Ya Li frowned at him, "Chief Zhuangzhuang, I let you in only because your tribe exchanged a piece of land with ours.
That whelp Ethal from the Sea Crocodile Clan had previously agreed to let us use some seawater in their territory, but later Elyle went back on his word.
Our Shaman was deceived for the first time, which is not good, so we have already listed such tribes as ones we cannot interact with.
So, no matter what you say today, these orcs from the Sea Crocodile Tribe can’t go in."
Ya Li didn’t intentionally lower his voice, and he wasn’t very far from Gui Zhuangzhuang and the other orcs, so the orcs from the Watson Tribe and various Aquatic Clans all heard their conversation.
They all looked at Elyle with eyes full of an incredible disbelief.
After all, agreeing to something and then reneging was not something that Orcs from the land or Aquatic Clans would do, especially when dealing with a Shaman.
At this moment, Elyle’s face was also burning with embarrassment; he had always looked down upon the Orcs from the land.
He thought that refusing the dirty land orcs’ request wasn’t a big deal, not expecting a day would come when he would need favor from others.
At this moment, the silent, towering old orcs from the Whale Tribe stepped forward.
Though they were blocked outside, his face still bore a faint smile, "Then we land orcs will just wait here on the beach for the distinguished Shaman of your tribe, after all, we came together."
Ya Li’s gaze deepened upon seeing this.
This cunning serpent used to be trained by Shaman Benny as his successor to the Shaman post and was known for his shrewdness in the Tumang Tribe.
Of course, he would not let his guard down just because of the old orc’s smile.
But he also wouldn’t let on any sign of his alertness and just resumed his previous languor, "In that case, please wait here."
After that, he turned to Gui Zhuangzhuang, "The Shaman had already ordered that when you see the people from the Tortoise Tribe, you must treat them well.
Since you can’t come in, I will later send some fruit over for you to taste."
Gui Zhuangzhuang nodded, and for some reason, although everyone was barred from entry, he felt oddly satisfied.
The way the Watson Tribe was treating the Sea Crocodile Tribe compared to the Tortoise Tribe was like an indirect slap in the Sea Crocodile Tribe’s face, a resoundingly loud one at that.
It gave him an inexplicable sense of exhilaration.
"Zhuangzhuang, come back," called the voice of the elder priest from behind.
Gui Zhuangzhuang nodded to Ya Li and turned to walk back.
Ya Li also took steps to walk into the camp gate.
Before long, he came out personally with two orcs.
The orcs carried shiny and precious porcelain plates, laden with various kinds of cleaned fruits.
In Ya Li’s hands were three Beast Skin mats, made from well-processed quality furs and filled with some soft, dry medicinal herbs, emitting a pleasant scent.
He handed the three Beast Skin mats to Gui Zhuangzhuang, "These three mats are filled with medicinal herbs, which can prevent insects from gnawing at the beast skins, and they smell really good, so let the three priests sit on them."