Xiu Yan helplessly looked at Ji Nuan who was deep in sleep, his gaze was full of affection.
"Shaman Ji Nuan?" A melodious female voice rang out. Xiu Yan's eyes instantly turned icy. It was the female with a hostile attitude towards Nuannuan.
"Shaman Ji Nuan? Are you there? My father asked me to come and inquire when you could go and check on the tribe member's leg? It's the orc with gray hair whom you treated last time." The female continued to chatter on from outside the tent.
Xiu Yan stood up, clutching a gleaming iron knife in hand. The coldness in his eyes reflected the chill of the knife, generating an aura of frostiness.
He should just kill her. She was always lingering around Nuannuan, like a mouse beast in the underbrush that doesn't see the light - remarkably annoying.
He began on his way towards the tent entrance with his knife in hand.
"What are you looking for Shaman Ji Nuan for?" A lazy voice came from outside, causing Xiu Yan to halt his steps.
It was Ya Li.
