"Hyena Tribe…" A touch of contemplation flashed in Bosson's eyes.
Then, as if he'd thought of something, the corners of his mouth twisted into a crafty grin: "Let's go, my people. Follow behind this band of hyenas. And when they rest, we will get to the Watson Tribe ahead of them. We'll tell them that the Hyena Tribe is about to attack, and have them lead us to the Tumang Tribe."
Norwe's eyes lit up: "Haha, Bosson, you're just too smart."
The surrounding orcs all looked at Bosson with admiration.
Little Pipi looked at the tall orc in front of her with surprise. He really contradicted what she knew about orcs - he was quite intelligent.
(You're too naive, kid. It's still too early to say who's outsmarting whom.)
...
"Huh?" Dog Leg wrinkled his nose, a touch of confusion flashed in his eyes. He waved an orc over: "You, take a few beasts and check around us, I thought I smelled orc."
Manli hurriedly sat up from his arms, "Could it be another tribe's hunting team?"
