Chapter 981 - 980: Ungrateful
Gui Zhuangzhuang nodded, the tribespeople who had returned indeed said so.
Although the tribespeople had quite a few complaints about this scouting mission to the Watson Tribe.
Everyone knew that their poisoned tribespeople had been saved by Shaman Ji Nuan of the Watson Tribe. Now asking them to do such a thing, wasn’t that ungrateful and treacherous?
But since both the priest and the Clan Leader had given the orders, they had no choice but to obey.
The Sea Crocodile Tribe’s priest also looked towards the Whale Priest who sat at the head, "Our tribespeople of the Sea Crocodile Tribe haven’t found anything either, but there are indeed many signs of burning embers on the beaches close to the sea."
The Whale Priest merely nodded upon hearing this, but his heart did not pay much attention to this news.
It was known that the Watson Tribe used Fire Seed to cook their food; was spotting fire pits really something to cause such a fuss about?
The Whale Priest sighed, "It seems that we’ve all found about the same thing."
The young orc beside him puffed his handsome face into a bun, looking somewhat dissatisfied at his own priest, "Priest Unc, Ji Nuan just helped us, isn’t it wrong to be probing into their affairs like this?"
The old priest turned and glared fiercely at the orc, "You dimwit, to think you want to compete with Shaman Ji Nuan’s orc for the female. I see you becoming a lump of Sea Beasts excrement on someone’s calculation in just a few days."
Jingluo’s mouth twitched fiercely, the priest’s description was truly disgusting; although he was not as intelligent as him, he was still considered one of the brightest in the Tribe.
However, the Whale Priest was preoccupied with another matter, if the Watson Tribe was indeed powerful, then he might really consider...
But considering the importance of the matter, he suppressed this thought in his heart and decided to observe a little longer.
He looked towards the priests and Clan Leaders of the two Tribes, "The poisoned people of the Tortoise Tribe have already taken the antidote powder, there shouldn’t be any poisoned people left, right?"
The old Tortoise Priest grinned into a Chrysanthemum, "Yes, the poisoned orcs in our tribe have all recovered, and there’s a little bit of medicine powder left.
I’ve saved it, considering the poison in the sea hasn’t been dealt with. If another tribesperson gets poisoned, it could still save them."
The Whale Priest nodded, he quite agreed with the approach of the Tortoise Priest.
Then he turned to look at the Sea Crocodile Tribe priest and Elyle whose expression looked sickly, "The Sea Crocodile Tribe’s medicine powder will be provided by us, but as you know, the powder is precious, so you will need to trade goods for it."
The Sea Tribe’s priest and Elyle nodded. They knew that what they would have to give up was no small thing, but saving the lives of their tribespeople was still good.
With that said, the Whale Priest waved his hand and walked out of the cave with the young orc beside him, disappearing from the few beasts’ line of sight in no time.
The cave quieted down for a while, the Sea Crocodile Tribe’s priest looked towards the old Tortoise Priest, "It’s not very nice for your Sea Tribe to snatch away the guests of our Sea Crocodile Tribe."
The old Tortoise Priest obviously knew who he was talking about. Immediately sneering coldly, his turbid old eyes also shot out sharp lights, "Your Sea Crocodile Tribe chose a dimwit as Clan Leader, offending the Watson Tribe badly. Now that you see an advantage, you want to regret it.
Do you really think they’re like Shell Beasts on your beach, pick up when you want, toss away when you want?"