Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World-Chapter 1458 - 1455: Silently Lighting a Candle

Ya Li silently lit a candle in his heart for this orc tribe, and shed silent tears for his pitiful self. How did such a good thing fall on his head?

But facing the Shaman master who hasn’t been in a good mood lately, even someone as tough as Ya Li dared not mess with him.

Quietly picking up the corpse, he set off with several evolved orcs from the Hunting Team.

Nigel, who had returned to the tribe, didn’t yet know that he had led a group of ferocious beasts to his own tribe.

He was currently sitting in the old shaman’s tent, reporting on the recent exchange and incidentally informing the old shaman about orcs being killed at the Watson Tribe’s base.

The old shaman, though curious, didn’t take this matter to heart; it was Watson Tribe’s business, and their tribe had no need to intervene.

But the old shaman’s indifference lasted less than a day until it was broken by Ya Li’s arrival.

"Shaman master! Shaman master, Captain Ya Li of the Watson Tribe has arrived."

Adong ran in from outside, looking quite unpleasant and out of breath, causing the old shaman seated on the beast skin mat to glare at him.

"Although you are a clan leader, why aren’t you more steady? In any situation, stay calm and steady like an old dog." As he scolded Adong, he stood up with Nigel’s help.

"I will definitely learn to be as steady as you, but today I truly can’t handle it calmly. Captain Ya Li brought a corpse, you should come and see it."

A corpse?

The old shaman and Nigel’s hearts skipped a beat upon hearing this. Could it be that Watson Tribe had identified who killed their tribesmen? And could it be related to their tribe?

Thinking this, the old shaman could no longer remain calm, as he suddenly remembered there was an orc in the tribe with a grudge against the Watson Tribe, Pierre.

But upon reaching the clearing and seeing the already decaying corpse, his shock kicked Pierre out of his thoughts.

Nigel’s eyes widened with shock: "This is..."

"Just by looking at the hair, it’s clear this is an orc from the Crow Tribe."

The old shaman’s voice was ghastly, sounding very frightening. The surrounding orcs seemed to sense the shaman master’s foul mood, shrinking their heads.

However, Captain Ya Li, who dared to even tease Ji Nuan, was not affected: "This was found by Xiu Yan in the Stone Forest between Chaburi Forest and another mountain forest.

The shaman master asked me to inquire if you know which tribe this orc belonged to?"

The old shaman nodded: "Anyone might not recognize them, but how could orcs of this tribe not recognize them?"

With that, the old shaman kicked the body of the orc on the ground: "This is from Miri Forest, Crow Tribe. Their orcs are all Spike-Tiger Orcs, so their hair is short and hard, standing up straight, easily recognizable.

So, the one who killed your tribe’s clansmen is from the Crow Tribe?"

Ya Li smiled broadly, yet the dangerous aura spread with his laughter.

"Isn’t it? They’ve made our shaman master unhappy for many days."

With that, his lazy eyes turned to Nigel: "On my way here, I found traces of two teams of orcs, leading all the way from outside our tribe to your tribe."