latelenovela Chapter 189 The Guiding Trouble
Chapter 189 The Guiding Trouble
The male orc led the Azure Flame Tribe's group inside. The trading market looked sparsely populated at this time, with not many goods displayed on the surrounding stalls.
Lin Baiyan looked around, frowned, and said, "Didn't they say that the goods at the trading market are all kinds of strange and unusual?"
"You think you can fool us with this?"
The male orc quickly said, "My lord, please don't be angry. Our trading market has only just opened, and it will continue for another ten days!"
"The fifth or sixth day will be the most exciting time!"
Lin Baiyan glanced at him impatiently, "And what kind of beastman are you?"
A dark glint flashed in the male orc's eyes, but he smiled and replied, "I am an orc from the Superbronze Tribe, and my name is Pighorn."
"Chaoxiong Tribe, never heard of that name?"
When Lin Baiyan heard the name of the tribe he mentioned, the corner of his mouth twitched violently. How incredibly intelligent must one be to come up with such a name?
Super male. →_→
"It's normal for adults not to know. Our Chaoxiong tribe was formed by merging the former Fierce Pig tribe and Mad Lion tribe, and also took in various unknown small tribes!"
Pig Horn looked smug. After all, before the Earth Rift, the Fierce Pig Tribe and the Mad Lion Tribe were considered two of the largest tribes. The new tribe formed by the merger of these two tribes, and which absorbed so many smaller tribes, had formidable fighting power.
Lin Baiyan nodded thoughtfully.
Zhu Jiao, usually a small captain in the Captain's tribe, usually had a thing for fair-skinned and tender-looking sub-orcs. But now, looking at Lin Baiyan's fair skin, he could hardly control his wicked thoughts.
"My lord, here..." He seemed to be possessed, and as he spoke, he reached out to touch Lin Baiyan's wrist, which had been covered for a snowy season and was as white as snow, with a slender and fair wrist.
Before he could even touch the tender flesh he had been longing for, a pair of large, well-defined hands gripped his wrist tightly.
Wolf Cang stared expressionlessly at the fat, big-eared male orc in front of him. "What are you going to do?"
As he spoke, he slowly tightened his grip, and then a pig-like scream was heard: "Ahhhhh, it hurts, it hurts, let me go, let me go!"
He felt as if his hand was about to be crushed by the male orc in front of him.
Lin Baiyan, realizing what was happening, put his hands on his hips, feigning utter anger and disgust, and shouted, "Cang! Beat him up! Beat him to death!"
Wolf Cang grabbed Pig Horn's wrist with his left hand, and with a right punch, he delivered a blow to Pig Horn. After hearing Pig Horn's scream, Wolf Cang threw Pig Horn to the ground.
He took out a leaf with some disgust and wiped his fingers, saying coldly, "Behave yourself, or next time it won't just hurt a little."
The pig scrambled to his feet, covering his eyes and glaring fiercely at the male orc in front of him. "Do you know who I am? How dare you do this!"
"Who cares what you are? How dare you covet our young clan leader!" Xiong Fei stepped forward, glaring fiercely at the male orc in the distance.
The orcs at the nearby stalls saw what was happening and all of them instinctively shrank back and lowered their heads, pretending they hadn't seen anything.
Pighorn is an orc from the Fierce Pig Tribe, and I heard that his sister is one of the tribe's sub-orcs. This is not something they can interfere with.
The noise grew louder and louder, and was quickly spotted by the patrolling male orcs. Several male orcs, carrying forks and sniffing the air, came over. "What's going on here?"
Upon seeing these male orcs, a gust of cold wind blew by, clearing some of the grime from the pig's head, and he became somewhat clear-headed, a rare occurrence for him.
The patrol was led by the Mad Lion Tribe. The Fierce Pig Tribe and the Mad Lion Tribe have always been outwardly friendly but inwardly at odds, and are now vying for the highest position of power.
Pig Horn looked at the group of tall beastmen in front of him with apprehension.
He had overheard the priest and the others talking at the entrance; these orcs came from a large tribe.
He had finally managed to get this lucrative mission from the chieftain after much pleading with his sister. If it were just patrolling orcs from his own tribe, that would be fine, but if it were the orcs from the Mad Lion tribe, they would definitely take advantage of the situation. If he ruined the chieftain's plans, he would be truly finished.
It's best to avoid any mishaps right now. After a frantic mental calculation, Pighorn decided to compromise for the time being.
His expression changed instantly. He bowed and smiled at Lin Baiyan, as if he hadn't been the one filled with malice just moments before. "I was bewitched. Young clan leader, please be magnanimous and don't hold it against me."
Lin Baiyan gave him a disgusted look. "I'll let you off this time, but if you dare to look at this young clan leader like that again, I'll gouge your eyes out!"
Pighorn replied with a forced smile, "I know, I know."
He lowered his head, his eyes blazing with malice. He couldn't do anything to them now. But once the deal was finalized, he was determined to get his sister to avenge him!
He wanted to make this beastman wish he were dead!
"I don't want you to lead the way, I want him!"
Lin Baiyan felt disgusted just looking at the fat, big-eared face of the pig horn. Just one glance at their sticky eyes gave him goosebumps. So he decided to take this opportunity to change the leader of his tribe.
Upon hearing Lin Baiyan's words, Zhujiao covered his aching eye socket and glared at him resentfully. He would find out what this delicate-skinned sub-beastman was like sooner or later.
The male orcs of the Mad Lion tribe looked around but found nothing unusual. Even though the pig horn was injured, he didn't seem to care, so they couldn't say anything.
However, they also took on the task of leading the way, and the pig could only give him a reluctant look before stepping down.
After changing to a different guide from the Mad Lion Tribe, Lin Baiyan followed them to his tribe's temporary stall.
It has to be said that their small bowl of salt was quite worthwhile. The stall was about 40 or 50 square meters, enough to accommodate more than 20 orcs.
They also provided tents, though they looked rather dilapidated.
Lin Baiyan didn't forget her persona, criticizing the place's dilapidated state before finally sitting down to the side, feigning reluctance.
As soon as I sat down, I saw an orc emerge from the tent diagonally opposite me.
Lin Baiyan was somewhat surprised. It was actually him?