Although the Orcs looked troubled, they had no solution and could only look at Ji Nuan, who sat on the stone bench, frowning deeply in thought.
Ji Nuan examined the twig in her hand, but her mind had already conjured up many possible scenarios.
The Salt Fruit Trees could not have died for no reason; either they had caught a disease or been infested with insects.
But now, regardless of which scenario it was, she had no way of knowing.
She sighed, placed the withered twig on the stone table, and stood up to look at Ge Tai, "I need to go to the Salt Fruit Trees to take a look. We must find out what caused them to die, and whether this could potentially affect other trees."
Upon hearing this, the Orcs felt a chill in their hearts. Their food consisting of purple fruits and Stinky Fruit powder all grew on trees; if the situation with the Salt Fruit were to spread to other trees, the consequences would be dire.
