Ji Nuan sighed. Not being strong means you have no way to properly protect yourself and the beast you care about.
Even maintaining a peaceful life is impossible because even if you don't provoke other beasts, they will come to provoke you, just like Pierre did this time.
The orc in his arms moved slightly, letting out a painful groan, causing the grass that was crying to stop immediately: "Shu... you're awake! Is it very painful? Wah wah wah~"
The pain in his leg was already numb, and a trace of sorrow passed in Shu's eyes. With the legs of so many tribesmen broken, hunting would be a problem, and even protecting the tribe members was impossible.
If he were to let the tribe members all become Slave Beasts here, he truly wouldn't have the face to see the dead tribesmen at Lord Beast God's place.
Thinking of this, his eyes instantly became determined.
He looked up at Ji Nuan standing in front: "Shaman, can you make the remaining tribe members your Slave Beasts?"
