The Sea Crocodile priest's face instantly darkened, looking extremely unsightly.
Standing beside him, Elyle was also glaring furiously with a pair of eyes, staring venomously at the old priest and Gui Zhuangzhuang. It was impossible for him not to feel any regret at this moment.
But from today's treatment of the Sea Crocodile Tribe by Watson, it was clear that the relationship couldn't be mended anytime soon.
And for some reason, every time he saw Ji Nuan being venerated by a group of Orcs, he felt an intense dislike.
Females, ah, they should just sit nicely in the caves and give birth, what's the use of running out and meddling in everything, they don't look like any good females.
Seeing the Sea Crocodile priest and Elyle with ashen faces, the old priest felt exceedingly jubilant, almost feeling like he could eat three Sea Cattle Beasts.
Standing up, humming a little tune he didn't even know, he leisurely left with Gui Zhuangzhuang.
