As soon as the old shaman saw her, his face grew even more hideous: "Do you remember me? Shaman Ji Nuan."
Ji Nuan squinted at him: "Of course I remember you, the shaman of the Serra Tribe."
The old shaman, seemingly enraged, roared, "I am no longer a shaman. Our Serra Tribe was occupied by the orcs of the Monte Tribe and I was driven out. I came to seek revenge on you."
He started to laugh lightly, "Why didn't you treat our Serra tribesmen? If you had, not so many orcs of our tribe would have died and we wouldn't have been defeated by the Monte Tribe. I wouldn't have been exposed and driven out either.
All of this was your fault."
At that moment, Xiu Yan, who was standing with his back to the old shaman, swiftly snatched the Beast Fang pressed against his neck and kicked the old shaman into the Eneru River. With a scream, the old shaman's figure caused a splash in the water, followed by a large spread of blood within the river.
