The Orcs were taken aback by these words and looked towards where Ji Nuan was. The sight that met their eyes made them instantly sour.
Indeed, they were here toiling like dogs while the Shaman just stood there, allowing vines to swing back and forth without a care in the world.
Ji Nuan took off the carrying basket from her back, held it in her arms, took out the bamboo tube from the sack, opened the tube and sprinkled the Fire Seed Potion on a vine that swept in front of her, but the icy blue vine continued to joyfully whoosh and lunge at the Orcs on the side.
"Isn't it the Fire Seed Fruit?" Ji Nuan put the bamboo tube away.
After some thought, she took out the Ice Vine she had just put away, broke off a part of it and handed it to the little furball in her arms: "Fu Yi, take this piece of Ice Vine to a place further away from me. Be sure to stay safe, if the Ice Vine attacks you, hurry back."
