If we could have a helper, that would be even better.

"Why do you want to come to the Mountain of Ten Thousand Beasts with us? Aren't you afraid your leader will punish you if he finds out?" Su Tang asked him.

Lang Zhuang showed Su Tang his severed arm, saying, "I'm already like this, so naturally I have nothing to be afraid of."

As for why we should go...

Wolf Zhuang paused for a moment before saying, "I want white stones and prey. I don't have the ability to catch enough prey to exchange for white stones, but you can."

The "strength" of this orc family is undeniable.

Although everyone said they lived a good life because of the wandering beastmen, Lang Zhuang knew that this was not the case. The real hunter was A Tang's second brother.

All of them are beastmen, and they are all very capable.

He wondered why they hadn't had enough to eat before; he felt they were hiding their true abilities.

Now that they've seen through the true nature of the Grey Wolf tribe's orcs, they no longer need to hide it.

Su Tang had no idea what Lang Zhuang was imagining. She looked into Lang Zhuang's eyes, which were very sincere and didn't seem to be lying.

Hunting is indeed much more difficult for a one-armed orc than for an ordinary orc, and there is no doubt about that.

Seeing this, Lin Xia and the others had no objections.

After a moment's thought, Su Tang made a decision:

"Okay, I promise you, as long as we get the White Stone back from Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, I'll give you a share based on the number of people."

Upon hearing these words, Lang Zhuang's tense face immediately relaxed, and a smile finally appeared on his weathered face.