Chapter 1064 - 1063, Mu Chun
"Mu Chun?" Seeing the white-haired female standing on the snowy ground ahead, Ji Nuan couldn’t help but express some surprise.
Upon seeing Ji Nuan recognizing her, Mu Chun happily came forward: "Haha, does Shaman Ji Nuan still remember me?"
Ji Nuan rolled her eyes speechlessly: "It’s not like you’ve switched heads. Although I don’t have the keen sense of smell like the orcs, I can still remember and recognize that pretty face of yours."
No female dislikes being complimented, and Mu Chun was no exception, growing even more fond of Ji Nuan.
"The Elder Clan Leader said you’d be arriving these days and specially asked me to wait here for you."
A hint of amusement appeared in Ji Nuan’s eyes: "The Elder Clan Leader is after my potions, I suppose."
Mu Chun laughed: "A little bit, haha."
From the conversation between Shaman Ji Nuan and the white-haired female, it was obvious that she belonged to the Divine Wood Tree folk.
Thinking about the green-haired Divine Wood Tree kin of their land at Beast God Mountain, it appeared that the Divine Wood Tree folk, like the orcs, were also divided into different races.
And this Shaman Ji Nuan, to be treated in such a way by the proud Divine Wood Tree kin, must be a very formidable shaman.
After arriving at the campsite, the Watson Tribe and Monte Tribe orcs didn’t separate but continued to set up their tents together.
On the day before the competition, Ji Nuan had just finished lunch and was resting in the tent.
Just as she was dozing off, the voice of an orc startled her awake from her drowsy dreams.
"Great Shaman, the Nacha Tribal Chief, Nakula, requests to meet."
Outside the tent, upon hearing the word ’requests’, Nakula simply lifted his eyelid without saying anything, not even showing a hint of annoyance.
Ji Nuan’s mind was still a bit groggy as she woke up; she blinked and looked at Xiu Yan leaning next to her, poking the robust chest of the orc: "Did I just hear Nakula’s name?"
A smile appeared in Xiu Yan’s eyes as he held the small female’s hand tightly: "You heard right, it’s Nakula, outside the tent."
Ji Nuan sat up abruptly, her expression becoming sharp in an instant: "Let’s go see what he wants to talk about."
Ji Nuan stepped out of the tent, but the scene that greeted her made her rub her eyes involuntarily.
Was this old-looking, gray-haired orc really Nakula?
Could it be Nakula’s father?
Seeing Ji Nuan come out, Nakula took a few steps forward and bowed very respectfully: "Shaman Ji Nuan."
As the saying goes, don’t hit a smiling beast. Although Nakula had previously been an orc despised by all, his attitude was so low this time that Ji Nuan couldn’t bear to give him the cold shoulder.
She gestured with her hand invitingly: "It’s cold outside; Chief Nakula, please come in to talk."
So saying, she walked into a tent nearby.
The floor of the tent was covered with wooden boards, over which lay a layer of dry grass, and in the center was a fire pit made of various-sized stones; the flames were constantly tended to by the orcs, very warm indeed.
The beasts each settled down on beast skin mats, Ji Nuan looking puzzled at Nakula: "May I know why Chief Nakula is looking for me?"
Nakula pursed his lips: "Well, I’d like to trade some medicine powder for treating insect diseases with your tribe, and I wonder how we might make the exchange?"
Ji Nuan glanced at him: "One pouch of medicine powder for one Snow Beast. I’ve brought a sufficient supply of medicine powder this time; Chief Nakula, whenever you need to trade, you’re welcome to do so."