Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World-Chapter 1517 - 1514: Visitors Arrive

The surrounding orcs looked at their captain with a swaggering demeanor, and let out a deep sigh. They’re good orcs, right? But every time they go out with Captain Ya Li, their vibe inexplicably shifts.

The orcs looked towards those in the middle. Sure enough... those wary little eyes were really a deep stab to their young souls, haha~

"We are..."

"Harvey!"

Harvey was about to say something but was called out by the old shaman from behind.

The old shaman leaned on a wooden stick. Although he looked a bit anxious, his steps were very steady.

"I am the shaman of the Sahara Tribe. We’re just going ahead to look for beasts, it has nothing to do with you."

Shamans have their own reputation. The old shaman never thought these orcs would stop them once they knew he was a shaman, so he just walked towards Ya Li directly.

But an unexpected situation occurred. Ya Li, who had been sitting on the sand just now, stood up with a very peculiar smile on his face.

"Ah, friends from the Sahara Tribe, I think I know who you’re looking for. I must escort you, otherwise, you won’t find them."

With that, he turned around and called his tribesmen to lift the prey: "Brothers, the tribe has guests, let’s go home."

The orcs hoisted the prey onto their shoulders while the Sahara Tribe’s orcs surrounded them, and they walked towards the base.

The old shaman was furious internally. He had already told them his identity, and these orcs still dared to escort them forcibly, how hateful.

But looking at the slender and good-looking orc in front, the shaman held back. He wasn’t worried about what these orcs would do to him, but he couldn’t say the same for his tribesmen.

They arrived at the Watson Tribe’s base. The Sahara shaman was extremely puzzled as he looked at the towering mountain before him. Since when was there such a huge mountain here?

Then, with a creaking sound, a door big enough for several orcs to walk through side by side appeared on the mountain.

"Brothers, quickly report to the Shaman Ji Nuan that the Sahara Tribe’s shaman has come to find her."

Ji Nuan had mentioned the Sahara Tribe to the tribesmen before, so it wasn’t unfamiliar. Upon hearing this, the patrolling orc disappeared with a whoosh to inform Ji Nuan.

The old shaman and Harvey were stunned, not just by this magical mountain but also by what Ya Li had just said.

The old shaman walked quickly to Ya Li: "Are you orcs from the Watson Tribe? Is your shaman Shaman Ji Nuan?"

Ya Li tossed the prey on his shoulder onto the ground, revealing a row of neatly lined white teeth, smiling twistedly: "Yes, that’s why I brought you back, right?"

The Sahara old shaman and the orcs behind him, including Harvey, were quite scared by Ya Li’s smile; their faces grew even more guarded.

That guy’s smile was simply terrifying, a clear sign of ill intent.

Little did they know, Ya Li was also inwardly grumbling. He forgot to bring a hat when he went hunting today, and now his face was burning sorely, possibly sunburned.

Thinking about going home at night and facing his mate’s disdainful gaze, Ya Li felt awful all over, exuding a gloomy aura, making Harvey and the others even more convinced that this guy was up to no good.