In the afternoon, Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan went to the Alonso Tribe again to bid farewell to the old Shaman, Adong, and Nigel.
The next day, the orcs left in a giant canoe, watched by the tribe members at the base.
They left behind two ferocious crocodiles, which, after some time of being fed, became really smart and grew very close to Fu Yi.
"Shaman, is this the right direction?" Ya Li sat on the boat, leaning out to ask.
Ji Nuan was speechless at this weirdo. You get seasick riding on Honghong's back, but you're lively and jumping on the boat. What kind of physiology is this? Makes me want to dissect you and find out.
"Yes, this is the right direction. Let the tribespeople remember it clearly."
Having said that, she patted Honghong's big head: "Honghong, make sure your little friends remember the direction too."
Honghong swung its thick tail at the few ferocious crocodiles nearby, and the huge crocodiles let out a pitiful hiss.
