Ge Xing nodded, "After Shaman Ji Nuan wakes up, I'll consult with her and Xiu Yan. After all, Xiu Yan has been assigned to be her personal guard recently."
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear. Just as Chief Ge Xing finished these words, Ji Nuan arrived in the tent with Xiu Yan and their medicine. Looking around at the fervent glances from the orcs, she blinked in confusion, "What's going on?"
Ge Xing chuckled and relayed the request from the three clan leaders to Ji Nuan.
"I have to protect Nuannuan, and ordinary orcs are no match for Bertel. I'm not comfortable leaving her protection to other orcs." Xiu Yan immediately rejected the clan leaders' request.
"What about entrusting her to us?" A familiar melodious voice came from outside the tent. The orcs turned to see three tree-men with white hair and eyebrows at the tent entrance.
"Mu Chun?" Ji Nuan uncertainly called out the name of the female tree-man at the front.
