After staying by the sea for three days, Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan set off for the branch tribe.
The scale of the branch tribe at this time truly surprised Ji Nuan, as they had built another larger wall outside the original city wall.
Neat little courtyards were constructed, and from time to time, one could hear the sounds of people chatting and laughing from the courtyards.
"It seems Fu Yi did a pretty good job building this place."
This scale probably means many people from the small and medium tribes have joined, right?
Xiu Yan nodded: "Yeah."
"Which tribe are you orcs from? Don't you know flying over Watson Tribe is prohibited? Come down quickly, or we'll have to attack."
A powerful voice from an orc sounded from the top of the city wall.
Xiu Yan, holding Ji Nuan, landed on the ground. His low voice, though gentle, clearly reached the orc's ears: "Go tell Fu Yi, a familiar beast has come to visit."
