Luo Ke gave little Luo Zhi the last piece of roast meat in his hand, patted the little guy's bottom, and said, "Go out and play by yourself. If you're tired, go back to the tent to sleep. Father will come find you later."
The little dumpling, "Ji Ji", called out twice, and then ran out with his four short legs.
Luo Ke then nodded, "Yes, when I arrived at the Watson Tribe, all the tribal members with bone injuries on their arms and legs were already healed. They could even go hunting with the orcs of the Watson Tribe. Only Ying Da healed a little slow, but he was completely fine by the time we left."
"Did it affect his flight?" Shi Jie asked.
Luo Ke shook his head, "Not at all, you can't tell he was injured at all."
Shi Jie and Xiong Da looked at each other and said, "Did you ask the injured tribesmen how the Watson tribal shaman healed their bone injuries?"
Shi Jie nodded, "Yes, the shaman did not evade at all when treating them, but they did not see anything."
