Song Jinqiao kicked them again, sending them flying for a long distance, then turned and left.

The two blades of grass fainted and were eventually found by their future partners and brought back to the tree house.

The next day, Cao Ya found Song Jinqiao.

"Did you attack the daughters of the second and fourth elders?" His eyes were complicated, and no one knew what he had been doing these days. There was a faint dark color under his eyelids, and the whole beast looked particularly decadent.

Song Jinqiao paused, stroking the stone bowl with his fingers, and said lightly: "What's wrong?"

Cao Ya frowned. "Yesterday, the daughters of the Second and Fourth Elders were injured. Although the injuries were not serious, the two elders were still very angry and said they would kill the orc who injured their daughters."

"Grandpa Mu heard about this and asked me to come over and tell you about it."

Cao Ya is not stupid. As soon as this happened, Grandpa Mu asked him to tell this little female. Doesn't that mean that this little female did it?

Song Jinqiao looked at him in surprise.

I thought he had noticed it, but it turned out to be Grandpa Mu.

Thinking of the old orc who always protected him, Song Jinqiao's eyes softened and he smiled and said, "Thank Grandpa Mu for me. I know what to do so that he doesn't have to worry too much."

Cao Ya agreed, stared at her face for a long time, opened his mouth to say something but stopped himself, and finally, when Song Jinqiao was about to realize something was wrong, he turned and left.

He came to Grandpa Mu's tree hole and repeated Song Jinqiao's words to Grandpa Mu.

Grandpa Mu stroked his long beard and laughed out loud: "This little female..."

Cao Ya stood beside him, listening to his loud laughter with his eyes lowered. When Grandpa Mu finished laughing, he suddenly looked up.

"Grandpa Mu, why are you so inexplicably nice to that female?" He stared at Grandpa Mu, as if trying to find out something.

Grandpa Mu stopped talking and laughed. He was silent for a while, his lips moving as if he was looking for words.

"Are you still thinking about that little female?"

Instead of answering his question, he asked another question.

As soon as the female was mentioned, Cao Ya instantly became like a defeated rooster, lowering his head and looking decadent. It was not difficult to guess that his poor mental state was due to Song Jinqiao.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. It was as if he was possessed by a demon. All he could think about was the face of that little female whether he opened his eyes or closed them. Sometimes he would even ridiculously mistake the new beautiful female for that female.

Because they are so similar!

The tone of voice, the little movements from time to time, even the feeling they gave him was so similar.

But he knew that she was not her.

But he couldn't help but see her as her.

Seeing this, Grandpa Mu put away his smile, silently stroked his long white beard, and suddenly sighed.

"Do you believe me, an old wizard? If you believe me, stop thinking about her. You are not suitable for her."

Cao Ya didn't understand why it was not suitable?

I really don't understand.

"Grandpa Mu, I know, but I can't forget it for a while." He lowered his eyes again.

…

I don’t know what happened, but the orcs who went out these days were more or less injured when they came back. The chief ordered the tribe to be closed and prohibited any orcs from going out. At the same time, because it was dangerous outside, the people in the tribe were in panic.

[Yes, that’s right, it was all done by that clam Mata Hari.]