Chapter 21: All Orcs Deserve To Die

Fei Li’s mind was filled with thoughts of the various delicious mushrooms in the forest when suddenly a sharp arrow flew towards his neck.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, staggered backward and narrowly avoided the fatal arrow.

He looked up at the fierce-eyed male and said, “What are you doing? I was just trying to trade meat for your mushrooms. If you’re not willing, that’s fine, but there’s no need to kill me!”

“All orcs deserve to die!”

As soon as the words were spoken, the male drew his bow again, aiming an arrow directly at him.

What the hell!

Could it be this unlucky?

‘I just wanted to find some good food, and now I might die here?’

Recalling the male’s earlier words, he quickly said, “I’m not an orc. I’m an ordinary human.”

The male stopped drawing his bow, looking at him with confusion.

“You’re really not an orc?”

Fei Li nodded. Have you ever seen such a handsome orc?

The male slowly put away his bow, cautiously approaching him and sniffing his body. Indeed, he didn’t detect any beastly odor.

“Are you a slave captured by the Wolf Tribe?” the male continued to question.

Fei Li nodded, then shook his head.

At first, he was indeed a slave of the Wolf Tribe, but now he’s a partner of Luo Sang, so he shouldn’t be considered a slave anymore, right?

In the meantime, the male suddenly grabbed him, saying, “I’ll take you away from here. You won’t have to be a slave anymore.”

“…”

What is this nonsense?

‘I didn’t ask you to save me. Why are you so concerned?’

“Let me go. I don’t want to leave.”

The male was stunned, mechanically releasing his grip. Fei Li fell awkwardly to the ground, landing in a mess.

The male crouched down, looking at him in confusion. “Why don’t you want to leave?”

“I can’t survive on my own. If I leave the Wolf Tribe, I’ll either starve to death or become a slave of another tribe. The outcome is the same.”

“As long as you understand.”

A cold and magnetic voice interjected. Both of them turned to see Luo Sang standing at the edge of the forest, staring at them with a dark expression.

The male looked at Luo Sang with a trace of anger in his eyes, immediately climbing up a tree and drawing his bow, aiming it at Luo Sang.

Seeing this, Fei Li stood in front of Luo Sang and said, “Don’t get agitated. He’s a good person. He won’t harm you.”

“He’s an orc. All orcs should die!”

In the primitive tribe’s harsh environment, everyone was quite numb to life and death.

The strong survive, while the weak deserve to be devoured, this is the survival rule of the primitive tribe.

Luo Sang bared his fangs, clearly on the verge of transforming into his wolf form, but Fei Li stopped him, saying, “I don’t think he’s a bad person. Can you both avoid fighting?”

He looked at Luo Sang with a trace of pleading.

Even when all his tribesmens were captured, he had never shown such a look. Today, for an unrelated male, he was actually pleading with him?

Luo Sang pushed him to the ground, his gaze toward the male now filled with a hint of murderous intent.

“Do you like him?”

Fei Li: “…”

“Otherwise, why would you help him?”

Is the logic of orcs so simple and crude?

He grabbed Luo Sang’s arm and emphasized repeatedly, “I don’t like him. I just don’t want you two to fight. Besides, I was the one who intruded on his territory and picked his mushrooms. I’m in the wrong here.”

Luo Sang snorted coldly and glanced at the mushrooms on the ground.

“Anything near our tribe’s territory belongs to the Wolf Tribe. If you like it, just pick it. There’s no right or wrong.”

In other words, anything in the small forest near the Wolf Tribe belongs to them. If you want to pick it, go ahead. Let’s see who dares to stop you.

Fei Li felt that Luo Sang was surrounded by a golden aura. So manly!

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The male suddenly shot an arrow at Luo Sang, but Fei Li, who was quick to react, caught the arrow with his bare hands, and was pushed back several steps by the force of the impact.

Luo Sang’s gaze toward him was somewhat complex. He actually saved him?

The primitive orcs’s emotions are simple, those who are good to them, they will be good to in return.

Fei Li’s actions stirred an unusual emotion in Luo Sang, who was used to protecting everyone from a high position.

The male on the tree was not discouraged. He retrieved another arrow, intending to draw his bow again, but suddenly noticed something unusual about the arrow Fei Li was holding.

The arrow feathers were all polished from branches, but the one in Fei Li’s hand had sprouted tender green shoots, with some buds yet to bloom.

Both the male and Luo Sang stared intently at the arrow feathers in his hand.

The sight of withered wood coming back to life was something neither of them had ever seen before.

The male jumped down from the tree and, with a flip, landed in front of Fei Li. “It’s you. You’re the one I’ve been waiting for.”

Fei Li was stunned by the sight before him and didn’t know how to respond, ignoring the male’s words.

The male knelt before him, performing a most revered bow.

“Master, I have finally met you.”

Fei Li slowly came to his senses. “Master?”

Just moments ago, the same person was threatening him, and now he was bowing and pledging allegiance.

What was going on?

Seeing his confusion, the male quickly explained, “Before our tribe was wiped out, the old chief told us to wait for someone who could make withered branches sprout again. I’ve waited many years and thought the old chief was deceiving me. Today, I’ve finally found you.”

Fei Li remembered the words of the old chief before his death and Wu Yue of the mermaid tribe.

Could there really be a mysterious power within him?

Turning to Luo Sang, he noticed Luo Sang was also looking at him with an unusual expression.

“It really is you. You’re the one I’ve been searching for!”

His brows furrowed. Luo Sang and the male’s words made him feel inexplicably strange.

Ignoring them, he ran out of the forest to find the members of his old tribe.

After searching around the Wolf Tribe’s territory, he finally found a fellow tribesman—Bafu—drawing water by the river.

Without caring that Bafu was still holding water, he pulled Bafu aside.

“Tell me, what makes me different from you all?”

He recalled that when he first arrived, Bafu had suggested to the old chief to hand him over in exchange for everyone’s safety.

And then there were the lion tribe people, it seemed everyone was looking for him.

Seeing that it was him, Bafu angrily shook off his hand. “What are you doing? I still need to fetch water. If I don’t, I’ll get beaten again.”

At Bafu’s reminder, he looked at Bafu’s exposed skin.

His chest, back, and arms were covered in bruises.

“Are these all from your orc partner?”

Bafu glanced at him with a mix of envy, jealousy, and resentment before sitting down on the ground. “Do you think everyone is as fortunate as you? Protected by the chief and able to rely on the strongest lord Luo Sang even as a slave?”

Fei Li sat down beside Bafu without speaking.

“Since you want to know what makes you different from us, actually, you…”