Ji Nuan rolled her eyes at him: "It's not like Brother Xiu Yan took the table away for me, why should he do it? You're just worried about Casa and don't want him to work, right?"
Harry's old face turned red: "What nonsense are you talking?"
Ji Nuan let out a few unclear snickers.
Xiu Yan brought over a basin of water and placed it on the ground: "Hurry up and wash your hands, they're covered in blood."
Ji Nuan squatted down, washed the blood off her hands, then stood up to look at Harry, who was still standing aside: "You should clean up too."
Harry shook his head: "I'll go back and wash up, and change my clothes. I'll be back later."
Ji Nuan nodded and watched him leave: "Shaman Harry is not just any kind-hearted beast, why did he save an unknown young orc?"
Maybe he's just that kind-hearted, you just haven't noticed.
The two beasts had just finished tidying up when Harry returned in clean beast skin: "Shaman Ji Nuan must be curious why I saved that young orc."
