Norwe looked at the Orcs around him, baffled: "Fine, tell Fu Yi, but why would you tell Bosson as well?"
With a meaningful pat on Norwe's shoulder, Nan Xing uttered: "Brother, it seems there's a reason you're still single."
Norwe's cheeks puffed up in an instant, resembling that of a frog: "Nan Xing, I challenge you to a duel. Don't think I didn't catch on, you're mocking me again!"
Xiu Yan, with a twitch in his lips, ran to the front. He wished to distance himself from these dim-witted Orcs. It's contagious, a threat to his intelligence.
His wee little female cub was the best, fragrant, soft, and smart!
A fool in love's naive smile...
They were held up by the Barbarian Tribe for quite a while. By the time Xiu Yan and his fellow beasts returned to the Tribe, it was almost dusk.
The Orcs from the other two hunting teams circled around them: "Xiu Yan, what did you guys hunt?"
"Come on, show us!"
Xiu Yan puckered his mouth and minded them not. He turned around to return home.
