The skinny orc named Lao Mao looked at the speaking orc with disdain: "Have you been kicked in the head by a big-horned beast? Got a hole in there?
What kind of relationship do I have with Shaman Ji Nuan that she's giving me the antidote?"
With that, he stood up, and took a rare serious expression while looking around at the orcs: "Brothers, we've lived together for decades, you all know what kind of beast I, Damao, am.
Although I like to play little tricks, when it comes to important matters, have I ever been careless?
Why did I say those words just now, isn't it clear to everyone?
What kind of relationship do we have now with Shaman Ji Nuan? To put it bluntly, Shaman Lord saved our lives, otherwise, we might have already gone to see Lord Beast God back at Saint Fei Oasis.
Aren't you satisfied yet? Do you now feel that Shaman Ji Nuan has poisoned us to imprison us?
