The Orc scratched the back of his head, his square-faced adorned with a very naive smile, "No need to bother, Uncle GeXing, we still need to go hunting, otherwise the tribe will starve today."
Ge Xing's eyes lit up, and he replied with a brilliant smile, "Well then, of course food is more important. When there's free time, invite your father to visit our tribe. I'll treat him to some delicious 'food'!"
If that daft bear dares to come, I'll beat him until he won't even recognize his own father.
The Orc nodded his head, turned around and led a group of tribespeople towards the distant forest.
"What are you all smiling about? Get to work, you slack off every time there is an animal around." Chief Ge Xing turned around and looked at the Orcs surrounding him, instantly putting away the smile on his face, and spoke sternly.
These naughty youngsters always want to see him make a fool of himself.
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