Facing the young female, the renowned stern and grumpy old shaman unconsciously softened his tone: "Are you here to bring food for this lad?"
The female nodded and said softly, "Uncle Shaman, how is my mate now?"
Worry was etched deeply across her small face.
The old shaman chuckled, "For now, he's fine. He needs to continue drinking bitter water and changing his medicinal powder on schedule. All these things are being taken care of by Shaman Ji Nuan. My old bones can't be much help."
The female's eyes shone as she looked at Ji Nuan, quickly bowing in gratitude, "Shaman Ji Nuan, thank you for caring for my mate. I'm so grateful."
Looking at the tear-filled eyes of the young female, Ji Nuan stepped forward to help her up, "No need to thank me. We are all children of Lord Beast God, I couldn't just stand by as one of us is dying. Go make him some food."
