Nanmo carried the baby female as they emerged from the small tribe.

The blazing day was approaching, and he knew that if he remained holed up in a weak tribe, he would die.

I wonder how the three brothers are doing.

As for my mother...

He is not as clean as Bei Ji, not as clever as Xi Qing, and not as fiery and agile as Dong Chi.

He cannot speak; he is disabled.

His mother never paid attention to him; she didn't love him, so he didn't care about her either.

Nan Mo felt no sadness; he had grown accustomed to it all and had accepted it all.

"Little snake cub?"

A cold voice rang out from behind him. Nan Mo turned around and saw two cold-blooded snake beastmen behind him.

The man in front was tall and handsome, his body covered in purple snake scales like armor.

His eyes were arrogant and aloof, yet they gave him a strong sense of familiarity.

The one behind him should be a black snake-beastman like him, but he is not a anaconda, but a different kind of snake-beastman.

His face was ashen and expressionless.

Snake-orcs are not friendly to each other.

Nanmo cautiously hugged the little girl in his arms tighter.

“Such a small anaconda beastman.” The snake shadow spoke expressionlessly. “My lord, his ears look a bit like yours.”

Wang looked down at the small, serpentine beastman, and for some reason, he felt a sense of familiarity as he looked at him.

"What's your name? Which tribe?" Wang asked.

Nan Mo was speechless; he remained silent.

Snake Shadow continued expressionlessly, "My lord, this serpent beastman is mute."

Nan Mo held the little female even tighter.

Snake Shadow: "He seems to want us not to kill that little female. My lord, these two beastmen are so small, we won't survive if we leave them alone."

Wang's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Kid, can you nod or shake your head?"

Nan Mo nodded.

Wang: "You're a wandering snake-orc? You don't have a tribe anymore?"

Nan Mo thought for a moment and then nodded.

Snake Shadow: "My lord, he has no tribe."

Wang Ting wanted to shut up the snake shadow.

Wang stared at the little guy in front of him; this four-year-old gave him an indescribable sense of familiarity.

Nan Mo looked at the male in front of him, and this male also gave him a strong sense of familiarity.

They stared at each other for a while, but the atmosphere was so tense that even a shadowy figure couldn't penetrate it.

Finally, unexpectedly, he asked, "Would you like to come with me?"

A four-year-old snake-beastman cub, who hasn't even condensed a beast crystal yet, is clearly a burden.

Lord Wang is on his way to White Eagle City, but now he has to bring this burden along?

When did Lord Wang become such a kind person?

Snake Shadow was very surprised by Lord Wang's decision.

Nan Mo looked up at She Wang, and now he understood where his familiarity with She Wang came from.

He and... Brother Dongchi are somewhat similar.

"Are you willing?" he asked again.

Nan Mo was taken aback, then nodded quickly.

Nan Mo wasn't alone; he was also holding a baby girl he had found.

Nanmo was keenly aware that Shewang was not a benevolent person, so he was always careful not to let the baby girl become a burden to the group.

But the little female cubs were too young, and without milk, they soon started crying loudly.

Wang coldly glanced back.

Nanmo looked up at him, her eyes seeming to say: I'll solve her crying problem soon.

Wang walked over indifferently, his aura powerful. Nan Mo stood there, very obedient.

The male lifted the cub from Nanmo's arms, and Nanmo obediently dared not move.

A wicked smile crept across Wang's lips: "Pick one up, give one away. This one's as weak as a long-eared beast. A weakling long-eared beastman?"

It's unclear whether the baby in the cold-blooded serpent beastman's hands understood Wang's words.

She burst into tears, her arms and legs flailing wildly, and then a stream of milky-smelling liquid gushed out.

Wang was probably confused.

The handsome and domineering male was unexpectedly sprayed with a pepper spray.

Wang threw her away, and Snake Shadow was startled and quickly caught her.

He wiped his face, which became even darker, and steam rose from his body, directly evaporating the female cub's urine.

"What the hell did you pick up?!" Wang's face turned ashen.

Nanmo picked up a little female cub, Wang picked up Nanmo, and the little female cub peed all over Wang's face, a chain reaction.

Snake Shadow had already sensed wave after wave of murderous intent.

No one has ever dared to urinate on Lord Wang's head before; he must be furious this time.

Nanmo behaved obediently and calmly.

He was born without a father, and his family struggled to survive.

Although he didn't know if the male in front of him was his father, he felt a sense of relief and satisfaction.

Perhaps because Nanmo seemed too indifferent, Wang turned around and sat down on a nearby rock.

"Kid, you don't even have gray crystals, you're too weak."

Nanmo stood there obediently.

“There are a lot of rocks here. Now show your claws and go chop them.”

Nan Mo's eyes widened as he looked at the powerful orc before him in disbelief.

He looks very powerful, very powerful, very powerful.

Was he planning to teach him cultivation?

Unlike other races, the snake-beastmen are always indifferent to each other and rarely help one another.

The snake-beastman in front of him seemed to want to help him train.

Seeing that the snake shadow was carrying the little female offspring to find wild animals to nurse her, Nan Mo felt relieved. He turned and walked towards the small river beside him, where there were huge creatures.

He stretched out his hand, and black snake claws appeared, their sharp edges extending.

Then, he swung the stone in the direction it was.

Wang propped his chin up, looking at the very obedient Nan Mo. In the past, when faced with such a burden, the usually irritable Wang would choose to ignore it if he was in a good mood, but if he was in a bad mood, he might bully him or even kill him.

But today he couldn't bring himself to abandon this little one.

This feeling is somewhat strange.

This black anaconda, although it hasn't condensed its beast crystal yet, shows excellent potential. It's definitely worth nurturing.

As for White Eagle City...

He originally planned to go to White Eagle City to resolve the matter of the dream.

But now it seems that having this dream isn't a bad thing.

Wang Wei closed his eyes slightly and lay down for a short rest.

But he wanted to spend more time nurturing this little guy in front of him.

He also disliked the fact that he couldn't speak.

We need to find a way to treat him.