The old Shaman really didn't scold Adong this time.
"You brat, go and arrange the hunting matters right now. We don't know how much potion Shaman Ji Nuan will bring this time. We need to try and exchange as much as possible."
The old Shaman excitedly stood up and paced around the cave.
Adong looked at the rare confused old Shaman with a wry smile: "Shaman, if we hunt now, we won't be able to preserve it well. If it spoils, that won't be good."
Wasting precious food would incur punishment from Lord Beast God.
The old Shaman was taken aback upon hearing this; indeed, with the cold season passed and the weather getting hotter by the day, the prey really couldn't be stored well.
"Alright, go out and arrange matters in the tribe. Just handle the hunting as usual."
Nigel, after Shaman Ji Nuan returns, you still need to help the Bitter Tribe like during their absence.
The old Shaman's face lost its previous excitement and became serious.
