Struggling to swallow his food, Ge Xing hastily waved his hand, "This was given to me by Little Pipi, not the tribe."
Xiu Yan stared at him with even more disdain, "Just as they say, Uncle Clan Leader, your face is thick indeed. You're even taking food from a little female."
Ge Xing: …
This is so hard for me!
With a frustrated glance at the creature that always managed to annoy him, he barked, "What is it? Speak up! I still have to build houses afterwards!"
Xiu Yan pointed behind him, "I saw this orc sneaking around aimlessly on the plain while hunting today, so I captured him. I suspect he was looking for our tribe."
The color drained from Ge Xing's face as he quickly moved around Xiu Yan and, sure enough, a gaunt eagle beast was lying in pain on the ground.
"Why does he look so uncomfortable? Did you guys fight?" Ge Xing pointed at the orc's face.
Xiu Yan replied with a blank expression, "No, he's probably just in pain from being knocked out by me!"
