Ji Nuan's expression changed drastically, and she quickly walked out, followed closely by Gui Zhuangzhuang.
Their clothes fluttered noisily in the sea wind, and the sand on the beach was also being blown about.
Caught off guard, Ji Nuan took the opportunity to absorb some Earth Element.
A flurry of footsteps was heard as Bosson led the Orcs of the Tribe jogging over.
Each Orc carried two large baskets on their back.
Ji Nuan knew that those held salt and the tools for making it.
"Is everyone here?" Ji Nuan asked urgently.
Bosson's voice was somewhat jumbled in the sea wind, but it still clearly reached Ji Nuan's ears: "All the tribespeople who did not go hunting are here."
Ji Nuan nodded, looking behind at Gui Zhuangzhuang: "Chief Zhuangzhuang, you should leave with us first. This storm came too suddenly, and the sea is too dangerous right now. It would be very dangerous for you to go back."
