Meng Tai shook his head, "These small tribes are made up of a few orc families or an orc clan, and they're not large enough to support a shaman. Therefore, they chose to seek help from larger tribes where they pledged allegiance, offering food or goods to the larger tribes and asking for their shamans to treat their people."
Since the Watson Tribe and the tribes afterwards all had shamans, this was the first time Ji Nuan heard about seeking medical help from other tribes, and he found it quite novel.
Chief Meng Zhuo was inside a tent dealing with the requests for help from the small tribes. He had raised his head and saw, to his disbelief, Meng Tai, the person whom he had worried day in and day out about, walking towards the tent. He rubbed his eyes, thinking he might be hallucinating, and looked again.
Indeed, the tall and sturdy orc he saw was his own beloved cub, wasn't it?
