Ji Nuan laughed and said, "Then you should hurry up and train a disciple. That way, you can leave whenever you want in the future."
Meng Luo scratched his small beard: "I hope so."
"Shaman." An orc's voice came from outside the tent.
Meng Luo, who was disturbed, was not very happy and frowned: "Gahya!"
"The chief sent me to find you. Nakula from the Nacha Tribe has brought dozens of orcs and they are currently in the chief's tent."
Nakula! Heh~
As soon as Meng Luo heard this annoying name, his spirit revived. He called out to Ji Nuan to meet this guy: "Let's go, Shaman Ji Nuan, let's see what kind of evil tricks he's up to this time."
Ji Nuan shook her head: "I'd rather not go. After all, this is a matter between your two tribes."
Meng Luo frowned: "What are you talking about? If it weren't for you, our Monte tribe would have been finished by now. Let's go and see what this bastard is up to."
