CHAPTER 1255: CHAPTER 1254: OFFENDED

"Shaman Ji Nuan, Shaman Harry, sorry about this. This fellow didn’t know the identities of both of you and did many offending things. I hope you can punish him."

Ji Nuan and Harry exchanged a glance: "Haha, clan leader, it’s really not this orc’s fault. We didn’t say we were shamans when we came over. Besides, I think he did the right thing. With such a Hunting Team Leader, your tribe’s safety can be better ensured."

The orc didn’t expect Ji Nuan to not punish him and instead praise him. He was taken aback for a moment.

But Ji Nuan didn’t linger on his issue and instead spoke about the main reason they came to the Mogor Tribe: "We plan to cross the Black Sand Flow to another Beast World Continent. However, Shaman from the Sahara Tribe said the nearest Cabran Oasis is still far away, so we need more dromedaries to help carry some survival supplies."

The orcs in the cave were stunned: "The two shamans are actually planning to cross the Black Sand Flow? That place is very dangerous, and no orc or beast has been able to survive there."

The old Mogor Tribe shaman also looked at them with disapproval: "If you want to go to another continent, there’s another place that can lead to a different Beast World Continent."

"Shaman, you mean the place with a high mountain?" Harry looked at the old shaman.

The old Mogor Tribe shaman was taken aback: "You wouldn’t have come from there, would you?"

Harry nodded: "Yes, we crossed the mountain to come to the desert, so we must leave from the Black Sand Flow."

The old shaman sighed and said nothing more. That place is indeed a treacherous area in the desert, too dangerous.

"As for the Cabran Oasis, I do know it. It’s just behind our oasis. If you keep going in one direction without encountering a sandstorm or anything, it takes about three weeks on dromedary."

The clan leader pointed in one direction.

When he was a young orc, to prove himself as a powerful orc warrior, he rode his dromedary to set off toward the Black Sand Flow.

The final outcome was that although he found the Black Sand Flow, he almost died there. Fortunately, the orcs from the Xida Tribe, out hunting, saved him. Otherwise, there would be no trace of him in the desert by now.

"How many dromedaries does Shaman Ji Nuan want?" The clan leader looked at them.

Ji Nuan thought for a moment: "We still need five dromedaries. Do you think it’s okay?"

Too many would also pose a problem with food for the dromedaries, which would increase the burden.

The Mogor Tribe clan leader nodded: "Of course, no problem. Consider these five dromedaries as a gift from our Mogor Tribe to the two shamans."

But Ji Nuan shook her head: "That wouldn’t do. These dromedaries have been reared carefully by your tribe. I can’t just take them directly. Give us a day to prepare food."

Seeing her firm gaze, the polite words from the Mogor Tribe clan leader were swallowed back.

Then, he thought of something: "Shaman Ji Nuan, are you planning to go hunting tomorrow to prepare food?"

Ji Nuan nodded: "Of course, we also want to set off as soon as possible."

But the Mogor Tribe clan leader frowned deeply: "For hunting, I’m afraid Shaman Ji Nuan will have to wait."