The Watson Tribe was discussing how to find Fu Yi, while the little furball they were looking for was lying on the verge of death in a cage, and had been brought to the tree house of the elder Clan Leader of the Divine Wood Tree Tribe.

The atmosphere inside the tree house was once concordant, unlike the two times Ji Nuan was here. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

The benevolent face of the elder Clan Leader was filled with rage, and the elders around him felt a mixture of anger and unease.

"Clan Leader, what should we do about this?" Mu Chun nervously asked from below.

The elder Clan Leader looked at her with a flat voice: "Did you not notice the foolish thing that was done?"

Mu Chun instantly broke out in a cold sweat and knelt next to the pale Divine Wood Tree sapling: "Yesterday he was conned by that orc Bertel into annoying Shaman Ji Nuan, but I didn’t expect him to have the guts to torture an orc from the Watson Tribe and beat the beast until..."

Looking at the Lightning Mink at the brink of death in the Frost Vine Cage, Mu Chun felt her head ache.

The elder Clan Leader ignored the two tribesmen kneeling in the middle and looked around the tree house: "Shaman Ji Nuan has developed a potion to combat the pestilence affecting our tribe. We cannot disappoint her in this matter. What are your views?"

A middle-aged man from the tree people stood up: "Clan Leader, this orc has been tortured by one of our young ones from the Divine Wood Tree tribe, so I think we should heal him with a Beast God Fruit and send him back to the Watson Tribe."

Many elders nodded in agreement, and one old tree man even stood up: "I can provide a Beast God Fruit. I happen have one raw fruit here, let’s consider it as compensation for this orc."

The middle-aged tree man was also generous and added: "Although I don’t have raw fruit, I can give a mature fruit. With these two Beast God Fruits, this orc’s injuries will not only heal, but he will also evolve into a second-level orc.

Then we can bring along this little one to the Watson Tribe to apologize and try to obtain Shaman Ji Nuan’s forgiveness."

The elder Clan Leader remained silent, turning to the other tree men: "Does anyone else have something to say?"

Several tree men in the corner exchanged glances and stood up. A slightly young tree man said: "Clan Leader, we few think it’s best to kill this orc and then tell Shaman Ji Nuan that he was digested by the Frost Vine."

Another tree man stepped forward: "Yeah, Clan Leader, although this little one made a mistake, it is still one of our tribesmen. To hand him over to Shaman Ji Nuan for an orc from another tribe, we don’t even know if this shaman will forgive him."

"Yeah, Clan Leader, it’s just a tiny orc. Once it’s dead, Shaman Ji Nuan won’t even find a body, and won’t suspect us. Moreover, I heard that the Watson Tribe offended several Orc Tribes, so they certainly won’t suspect us either."

The tree men were speaking, their words shocking if Shaman Ji Nuan were to hear them. She would hardly believe her ears.

The middle-aged tree man was so angry his fingers were trembling: "You few rat shit, you’re never reliable when something happens, but you can think of such an evil idea. It’s a disgrace to our Divine Wood Tree Tribe."

The old tree man who just offered a Divine Beast Fruit also looked contemptuously at the few tree men in the corner.