CHAPTER 29: CHAPTER 29, WHOSE IS THIS?_1

Ji Nuan cast a pitiful glance at the chubby little ball, then turned and quickly ran towards the Clan Leader’s home. The wounded cub raised its dark eyes to watch her retreating figure, with cold complexity that didn’t match its petite frame.

The leader’s family was busy processing the game they had hunted today. Seeing Ji Nuan, sweating and puffing, they all paused to look at her.

Worried about the cub’s injuries, Ji Nuan directly addressed Ge Xing: "Uncle Clan Leader, I found this badly wounded lion cub in the woods today. I couldn’t tell whose it was so I took it to Grandma Shaman. She asked me to ask you to come over."

Ge Xing’s face turned solemn. His hand, slick with fresh blood from the game, rubbed against his beast skin skirt before he swiftly headed towards the Shaman’s cave.

Ji Nuan said goodbye to Naima and the Clan Leader’s cubs and jogged after the leader. Along the way, she recounted how she had found the young lion.

The two moved quickly, and by the time they reached Grandma Shaman’s cave, she had just finished cleaning the cub’s wounds.

Grandma Shaman sighed, her voice heavy. "This little one is badly injured. Its front limb was hurt a while ago, while its hind legs were injured within last few days. If I’m not mistaken, it was probably hurt by a Sharp Teeth Beast."

Ji Nuan kneeled next to the beast skin. The chubby little lion cub laid splayed out like a small pancake, with its chubby hind paws laying open where the wounds were, still seeping blood even after being cleaned.

The cub didn’t express any pain, only studied the newly arrived Clan Leader Ge Xing with its round, dark eyes. The uninjured chubby paw reached out towards Ge Xing, which was incredibly adorable.

Upon seeing the cub, Ge Xing’s eyes widened. This was a cub from their Golden Lion Clan.

But aside from him, only Lei Yun in the tribe was from the Golden Lion Clan. Lei Yun’s cub, Lei Er, was already an adult and he hadn’t heard of him taking any mates.

After thinking for a moment, Ge Xing left the cave and roared towards the east side of the tribe.

After a while, Ji Nuan saw two powerful Golden Lion Beasts running towards them. As they neared the cave, they both transformed into their Orc forms almost simultaneously. One of the Orcs was Lei Er, who had helped Ji Nuan with her bathing tub.

Ge Xing brought the two inside the cave and pointed at the lion cub on the beast skin. "Is this cub from your family?"

Upon hearing this, Lei Er peeked out from behind his father to look at the cub. He then sniffed the air for the cub’s scent before quickly replying, "We don’t have any cubs in our family, and this cub doesn’t have the scent of a Golden Lion."

At this, Ge Xing and Lei Yun took a sniff simultaneously. They looked surprised, as by rule, beastmen of the same kind could identify each other by scent. But this cub, identical to the Golden Lions in appearance, lacked their scent and instead held a subtle Silver Wolf Orcs odor.

The three Orcs were staring at each other, dumbfounded. What was going on?

An uncomfortable silence filled the still air.

At this moment, Shaman Ama spoke. "Call Xiu Li over. They’re the only Silver Wolf Orcs in the tribe."

As one of the young Orcs, Lei Er naturally took on the task of fetching Xiu Li.

The Shaman moved the herbs in her hand into a stone bowl and slowly ground them down, then carefully spread it onto the cub’s wounds.