Ya Li was anxious, quickly walked to his younger brother and squatted down: "Is the cub in Manli's belly really yours?"
A touch of bitterness flitted across Ya Gu's eyes as he nodded with difficulty.
Orcs were very sensitive to smell. When Manli had fallen on him earlier, he had detected that the cub in her belly was indeed his. During these times when females were scarce, being able to have his own cub excited him immensely. But seeing Manli, the bearer of his cub, just made Ya Gu feel like he was stuck in the freezing winter snowstorm again.
The conflicting cold and warmth in his heart made him feel even worse.
Ya Li sighed heavily, turned around, and walked to the front of the group: "Let's go ahead with the exchange."
Ge Xing laughed heartily and waved his hands towards the orcs of the Watson Tribe, the burly and strong orcs howled and rushed over. In a short while, the previously crowded ground had no prey or Fruit of Divine Punishment left.
