CHAPTER 1345: CHAPTER 1344, TALKING ABOUT LOYALTY

Mu Qing chuckled: "It’s nothing important, just that this Shaman helped us deal with the Ice Vine before. So this time, something happened to his tribe, and the Clan Leader asked me to come all the way here to inform her."

The old Clan Leader stroked his beard, full of praise: "I never thought that old rascal of your Clan Leader could be so loyal, haha."

Qingmu forced a laugh: "Indeed, indeed!"

Anyway, he’s much more loyal than you, old fox. This time I really had no choice but to come to the territory of this Clan Leader.

This Clan Leader looks unkempt, but his little schemes are plentiful. He could sell you out and have you count the money for him.

Before leaving, the Clan Leader repeatedly reminded me to be cautious of him and not to disclose the exchange of potions between them and Shaman Ji Nuan. Otherwise, the next time we want to play tricks and not switch places, it won’t be possible.

The old tree man waved his hand: "All right, all right, you two can leave now. I get annoyed seeing you loitering around here eating and drinking for free."

With that, he turned around and lay down on the beast skin mat to rest.

Mu Qing and Mu Chun exchanged a glance, bid farewell to the old orc, and quietly left.

The moment the two orcs stepped out, the old tree man sat up from the beast skin mat, his squinting eyes filled with sharpness: "Hmph~ You little rascal, still trying to fool me. Do you even know who I am? No matter what tricks you have, hiding secrets from me is impossible."

With that, he glanced around: "All right, all right, come out now."

As soon as the old tree man’s words fell, many tree men’s figures appeared around the tree hollow: "Clan Leader."

"You all saw it just now, I chased them away again, but those two thick-skinned trees stayed behind. At least we know their purpose this time.

Now, each of you is responsible for investigating the orc camps in the four mountain forests. Report to me if you find any orcs from the other continent."

"Clan Leader, why don’t we just capture them?" one tree man frowned.

The old tree man looked at him as if he were an idiot: "Has your brain gone rusty? They’re out traveling as shamans. Who dares to capture a shaman? You’ve lived too long and forgotten who you are?"

The orc lowered his head in embarrassment, wondering how to deal with his clan leader’s sharp tongue...

"Now, apart from those responsible for the grand trade fair, keep a close watch on Mu Qing and Mu Chun. I want to know which orc shaman they are looking for and what their goals are. Got it?" The old Clan Leader ordered dominantly, and the tree men in the tree hollow could only nod obediently.

Suddenly, a small white paw was raised: "Grandpa Clan Leader, what if Uncle Mu Qing and Aunt Mu Chun go out to... do their business?"

The old Clan Leader turned his glittering eyes to the little tree man: "Even if they go to have their business, you must follow them. I’m telling you to watch them, what do you care what they do?"

"But if so, wouldn’t I see their... cheeks," the little tree man said, a bit shy.

The old Clan Leader shuddered and looked at him: "I think you can handle it. Don’t mind these details; becoming a grand tree, one does not fuss over trifles."

The little tree man looked as if he had learned something, nodding his little head earnestly.

That’s why the tree men’s tree bark in the tribe is so thick, greatly influenced by this Clan Leader.