Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

The young Orc’s face slightly changed, and just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a delicate voice: "If there’s danger, why did you follow? Father and Shaman instructed you to come with us for our protection, yet you led us running through tunnels. Do you know how precious this Beast Skin I’m wearing is? Now it’s all dirtied."

Following behind the female were two very handsome Orcs, leaner and more robust-bodied compared to the first Pangolin Orc that appeared.

The female looked at the tall and sturdy figure in front of her, extremely displeased.

The young Orc’s clear and gentle eyes looked at the speaking female, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, but the words that came out made the female awkward: "Stop your nonsense and roll back."

Tuya’s body stiffened, her mouth pursed, feeling extremely aggrieved: "Harry, I disregarded dangers to accompany you on this journey, why are you always so harsh to me?"

The young Orc looked at her expressionlessly, ignoring her, and once again fixed his gaze on the tall and indifferent Orc.

"Otto, were those Orcs we encountered just now very formidable?"

The Orc named Otto, a Pangolin Orc, nodded with a grave and husky voice: "The leader was strong."

"Stronger than you?"

Otto’s deep eyes looked at him: "The same."

Yet, that Orc belonged to the formidable Wolf Clan, skilled more in defense and concealment.

And...

His deep eyes glanced at the female standing at the cave entrance and the two well-proportioned Orcs beside her.

Too much dead weight...

Harry, the young Shaman, of course, understood Otto’s concerns, and his brows slightly furrowed.

For someone who usually showed a gentle demeanor towards beasts, this was clearly a sign of his annoyance.

This journey was his rite of passage after succeeding as a Shaman, initially filled with great expectations, all shattered the moment he saw Tuya.

Tuya was the Tribal Chief’s youngest, with an elder brother above her. As the youngest female in the family, she was extremely doted upon.

She always got whatever she wanted.

Unlike other females, Tuya didn’t choose her mates based on strength, but rather on looks and physique.

She preferred those Orcs who were fair-skinned, tall and lean, with tight muscles that weren’t too exaggerated.

Otto, with his burly and powerful-looking figure, was exactly the type she disliked, and additionally, Otto was not particularly handsome.

As the tribe’s future Shaman, the Clan Leader intended for him to become Tuya’s first mate, which made Harry feel as though a beast was pressing his head down, forcing him to eat excrement.

Moreover, Tuya’s character was full of flaws, despised by the beasts.

Seeing the two Orcs chatting as if nothing else mattered, completely ignoring her.

Tuya felt an uncontrollable rage bubbling up, her eyes even reddening somewhat.

Her clenched fist was held by a slightly cool large hand, she fiercely turned her head to look, and the Blue-haired Orc gently shook his head.

Surprisingly, the usually arrogant and domineering Tuya managed to suppress her rage, standing there with her eyes downcast.

A strange gleam flashed in the eyes of the Blue-haired Orc, but the jealous Orcs beside him and the downcast Tuya didn’t notice.

"Let’s change our route, go around these Orcs."

Otto nodded: "Yes."

Thus, the two happily decided the next course of the journey, without asking Tuya for her opinion.