Ji Nuan laughed. Now with the Sea Crocodile Clan connection, salt-making by the sea would be much easier for the Watson Tribe.
Seeing his fatigued face, Ji Nuan turned to Kaka beside him, "Kaka, you take Ethal to rest first, and call him when it's time for the evening meal."
Grateful, Ethal bowed deeply to Ji Nuan before following Kaka to his tent.
Xiu Yan and Ya Li sat down on a beast skin mat to the side, watching the orc walking into the tent with Kaka.
Xiu Yan's eyes narrowed, "It seems we've come at just the right time."
Ya Li offered a mock prayer towards the sky, "Thank the Lord Beast God for his protection."
Seeing his charlatan-like demeanor, both Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan couldn't help but reveal amused expressions.
At mealtime, the campsite brewed a pot of purple fruit porridge and roasted meat.
When the scent of the purple fruit porridge wafted into Kaka's tent, the orc who had been snoring loudly ceased his thunderous snores in an instant.
