"Which tribe are you from?"
Bosson saw the orc head sticking out from the city wall, raised his arm, and waved: "Tree, it's me, Bosson. Open the gate, or we'll freeze to death."
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Tree was stunned, then overjoyed, quickly led the way down the city wall while shouting: "Open the gate, Bosson is back."
The orcs at the East Continent base were certainly not unfamiliar with the name Bosson, and as soon as they heard the orc outside the gate was Bosson, they rushed to open the gate.
With a creaking sound, the gate opened to a gap big enough for three orcs to pass through: "Haha, Bosson, how come you came during the cold season? Aren't you afraid of freezing to death in the snow?"
Bosson also laughed heartily as he stepped forward and gave Tree a big hug: "Got no choice, I had to deliver goods to the Desert Continent, and by the way, bring a companion for your base leader."
Companion...
