Ji Nuan sneered coldly and said, "You didn't intend to eat it? Heh, if it had been discovered any later, you might have already digested it, right? Your nerve is too great, daring to lie to me.
How should I punish you?"
Ji Nuan tapped her chin, her eyes coldly watching the orc. Not waiting for his reply, she chuckled lightly: "Throw you into the desert then, if you survive, you can return to the tribe and continue being a slave beast, but you will never be able to revoke the slave beast status.
If you can't survive..."
Her indifferent gaze turned toward the sky that was already bright outside the meeting room: "Then go confess early to Lord Beast God."
"I'll do the throwing." A familiar and cold voice sounded beside her.
Ji Nuan looked at Xiu Yan and nodded: "Alright."
In the end, when the tribesmen thought this orc would die, he surprisingly returned to the tribe, though the once-young orc now looked as old as a middle-aged orc.
