Chapter 552, Waste_1

The orc knew what she was up to and could only sigh and follow from a not too far distance, standing in the profound darkness of the night after seeing her walk into the small tent.

Mo Zhu and the Shaman Disciple looked at the female who had paid them another visit with some surprise: "Has she already come up with a plan?"

The female laughed, "I came to give out some news."

She laughed lightly and looked towards Mo Zhu, "Your sister, Mo Na."

Mo Zhu immediately sat upright, looking sternly at the female, "Nana? What's happened to Nana?"

The Shaman Disciple also watched her tensely.

The female watched the reaction of the two beastmen, feeling a surge of jealousy in her heart. They too were the offspring of a Clan Leader, but her own father was only the head of a small tribe, having to live every day under the mercy of the large tribes.