The blonde Orc who was gathering fruits on the tree also heard the voice. His big hand paused in mid-action, adjusted the beast skin he was wearing, and peeped through the cracks between the leaves towards the direction of the voice.
The scattered sunlight in the forest shined down, and a delicate female was bending over searching for something in the forest, her face unseen.
Kun pursed his good-looking lips, slightly frowning. With a movement, he jumped down from the tree.
Examining the Orcs behind him who were all craning their necks to look ahead, his gaze twinkled: "Go ahead."
With that said, he stepped forward in the direction where Ji Nuan and the others were.
Seeing the direction Kun was heading to, the Orcs of the Nacha Tribe's eyes lit up, holding their beast skins tightly as they promptly followed.
