After Luo Gan and a few orcs left, Pierre stood there with a gloomy face for a long time, until an orc beside him reminded him, and he turned around and went into the forest to hunt.
However, the hatred in his heart for Luo Gan and the others did not decrease at all. He had noticed the recent actions of the Shaman and Nigel, and even his father felt restless.
The Shaman and Nigel now supported another young orc in the tribe whose Evolution Level was equal to that of his father, and that orc had a good relationship with Nigel.
He knew it was likely because the attitude of himself and his father toward Nigel had made them unhappy.
Xiu Yan stood lazily on the tree trunk, looking at the orcs passing by below with a calm expression.
He carried a medium-sized basket on his back, filled with various kinds of fruit, a luxury since entering the desert.
But Nuannuan had always been a small female who loved eating fruit, and...
