Samuel smoothed his sister's hair: "Duoduo, stop thinking about Xiu Yan, he doesn't like you."
Sa Duoduo pouted, moisture shimmering in her eyes. Eventually, she lowered her head and mentioned Xiu Yan no more.
The lively feast continued until dawn, several orcs found partners willing to spend their lives with them.
Ji Nuan returned home, swaying with her chubby cub in her arms, slipped off her beast skin shoes, pulled the beast skin blanket over herself, and fell asleep.
Outside the tribe, however, the sky suddenly darkened. The snowflakes, originally as light as leaves, seemed to wear thick coats, falling heavily. The orc patrolling on the wall couldn't see far.
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"Clan Leader, the snow is falling hard. We need to find a place to take shelter, otherwise, we could be in danger." The orc underneath was struggling to move forward, the snow height rising fast, enveloping his limbs.
