Ji Nuan nodded, "Let the orcs who can make clothes make two sets for each beast, then take them to the river to wash up. How can my clansmen look so dirty?"
With that, Ji Nuan turned and went inside the house, but she didn't notice the stormy waves surging deep in the eyes of those numb Slave Beasts.
Although the Desert Tribe also had Slave Beasts, there weren't many, so Luo Gan didn't have any particular opinion about them. In his eyes, these Slave Beasts were no different from ordinary orcs.
So he naturally found some orcs with decent craftsmanship, took a few simple measurements, and started making beast skin clothes.
He himself led these Slave Beasts to the river, "Hurry and wash up."
He then turned back to the tribe, a group of Slave Beasts numbly walked into the river, letting the slightly cool river water wash over their bodies, slowly reaching out to scrub themselves until they were clean before walking out of the river one by one.
