During the evening meal, the grand dining hall was filled with various delicious foods brought by the clansmen, making the long table a paradise for the little cubs.
The Orcs were eagerly crowding around Ji Nuan, trying to catch a glimpse of the Shaman's appearance.
At this moment, the old Shaman was sitting with Hei Tu in his room, holding a white fruit in his hand.
"Shaman, stop overthinking it and go ahead and eat it. This is Shaman Ji Nuan's heartfelt gift."
The old Shaman sighed upon hearing this: "Do you know why I didn't eat the Beast God Fruit back then?"
Hei Tu pursed his lips and looked up at him: "Was it to reassure Shaman Ji Nuan?"
The old Shaman appreciatively glanced at his disciple: "Yes, we had just joined the Watson Tribe not long ago, and we returned to our previous territory. If the clansmen suddenly had second thoughts and wanted to return to their previous tribe...
Such concerns were probably shared by both Shaman Ji Nuan and the Clan Leader."
