Then he sighed and said, "Their hunting methods are ineffective. They couldn't catch much food before, and now it's even worse. If it weren't for our help, they'd probably starve to death in a few days."
After these words were spoken, the old Shaman, Alenta, and several Alonzo Tribe members who came along fell silent.
Although the forest is a place of survival of the fittest, it's cruel to completely cut off the livelihood of an orc tribe like this. Generally, tribes wouldn't do such a thing.
No one expected Pierre to do such a thing.
The old Shaman felt his old face burning and couldn't quite lift his head.
"We came this time to apologize to Shaman Ji Nuan for Pierre's actions. We don't expect the Shaman to forgive their behavior, but we hope this won't affect our relationship."
The old Shaman's attitude was sincere, and Ji Nuan smiled and nodded, "After our last meeting, I know what kind of beast you are, old Shaman, otherwise, it wouldn't just be Pierre with a broken leg."
