Meng Tai sneered, looking into the distance and said, "The most secret and secure location of the tribe, only the tribal orcs with some status can get in, let alone orcs from other tribes."
Ji Nuan was left speechless, inwardly rebuking them for harboring traitors in their tribe, who wish nothing but death upon them.
It was clear that it was all about the Beast God Fruit - in simpler terms, they had a dispute over splitting the loot.
He shook his head and said, "Let's not get into that now. No other beasts can get in here anyway. Let's get out. Your father is still waiting outside."
Meng Tai dared another glance at the striking blood stains, his brows furrowed as he followed the others to the campsite's outer boundaries.
By then, all the tribal orcs and Divine Wood Tree tribesfolk had gathered. Looking at the rampaging Ice Vines invading every corner and completely concealing the snow forest behind, everyone wore a worried expression.
