The orc, hearing this, collapsed limply at Harry's feet.
Ji Nuan snickered gleefully.
After that, Harry led them back to his house to see the little orc.
The Bitter Tribal Chief didn't recognize at first that the one lying on the bed was their own cub until confirming the scent, and only then did he look at the skinny little orc lying there with relief.
The cub successfully transformed, but those wounds...
Seeing this made his old father's heart ache painfully.
Meanwhile, Ji Nuan pretended to be an ordinary female, mingling among the Bitter Tribe orcs, secretly gathering information.
"Where is your tribe's territory? Are you a small tribe or a middle-ranked tribe?"
Approached by a pretty little female, the orcs' beast blood boiled instantly as they scrambled to answer, foolishly naïve and without concern about revealing their tribe's core secrets.
