Bah bah bah~
However, thinking of that orc who just spoke, Ji Nuan felt a wave of compassion rise after her initial shock.
The orc's mouth was clearly deformed, something that might be treatable through cosmetic surgery in China.
But in this era where survival relies on struggle, he truly can only endure the strange looks from other orcs.
Xiu Yan removed his hand covering Ji Nuan's eyes, his deep, magnetic voice carrying a subtle threat: "Is it good-looking?"
Xiu Yan said this while looking at the beautiful orc across from them, without any attempt to conceal his words.
The orcs opposite all looked over, and Ji Nuan chuckled twice, pointing to the deformed-mouthed orc next to the beautiful one: "Is Brother Xiu Yan talking about him?"
Xiu Yan's deep eyes narrowed slightly, his tall figure bent slightly, warm breath brushing Ji Nuan's ear: "Nuannuan knows who I'm talking about, don't you?"
