"Grandma, are you hungry? This piece of meat may not be big, but it can fill your stomach. You can have it if you don't mind."
A golden dragon beastman boy of about ten years old, with a gentle voice.
He kindly handed his meager remaining food to the old, wrinkled female who was wrapped up tightly in her clothes.
The old female stretched out her wrinkled hand, quickly swept it over the food, and stuffed it directly into her mouth.
The kind-hearted young golden dragon orc looked at the two strange orcs in front of him.
I don't know when they arrived here.
A hunched-over female, wrapped in an animal skin skirt that covered only her eyes, revealing her yellow and wrinkled skin.
A male who hadn't bathed for who knows how many days, smelled terrible, sat upright with his eyes closed, but his face was covered by an animal skin.
Those two orcs are really strange.
The young orc couldn't help but think: There are only four hundred orcs in the Golden Dragon Tribe, most of whom he knows, but he doesn't think he's ever seen these two before.
Beside the young orc was a younger orc. The younger orc seemed to dislike them both. He whispered to his older brother, "Brother, we don't have much to eat ourselves. You wouldn't even eat this piece of meat yourself, why give it to a stranger?"
After the hurricane came, they were unable to go out hunting, and they survived on the little food they carried with them.
The young golden dragon beastman whispered to his younger brother, "Although she is old, she is still a female. How can we let an old female go hungry?"
The little orc's lips twitched, and he turned to look at the strange orc, whose eyes showed no gratitude whatsoever.
She ate their food with a clear conscience, but glared at the two brothers with resentment because of her brother's comment about being an "old woman."
The little orc felt unwell and moved to the side.
His stomach rumbled.
I'm so hungry.
He pinched the little bit of flesh left on his waist, muttering to himself:
Why does my brother have to meddle in other people's business?
After the hurricane hit, there was no way to go out and find food.
They were almost out of the food they had brought with them.
All of the brother's flesh was given to that old female, so the brother himself had nothing to eat.
He couldn't let his brother starve to death, so he could only make better use of his meager amount of meat.
He was a little angry because of his brother's kindness at that moment.
Thinking of this, the little orc looked up at the new dragon princess and the clan chief.
They seemed to be arguing, and the tribesmen all looked very anxious.
He was actually a little anxious.
But it's not something a kid like him can help with.
Just then, the old woman next to him stared intently at him, her gaze so tangible that it sent chills down his spine.
The little orc was a little scared, but to bolster his courage, he immediately glared back fiercely: "What are you doing?!"
The old woman stared at his belt. "Flesh."
The little orc had a piece of meat tucked into his waistband; it was his and his brother's last meal.
The little orc got angry and roared, "You're insatiable! I gave you all of my brother's last food, and you're still not satisfied? You still want my food? Do you want us brothers to starve to death?"
The old female stared at him menacingly, her eyes wide open. "Flesh!"
The little orc quickly stood up.
The older orc brother also realized what was happening and quickly shielded his younger brother. "I've given you all my meat, don't take it from my brother."
The old woman, as if she had gotten something good, was insatiable; a more terrifying smile stretched across her horrifying, concealed face.
Even though he couldn't see her face, the little beastman was so frightened that he took several steps back.
The orc brother finally realized what was happening and said sternly, "When did the Golden Dragon Tribe get an old female like you? Who exactly are you?"
"I am the Dragon Princess." The old female's laughter grew even more terrifying. "I am the Dragon Princess, so give me your flesh."
The little orc, clutching the meager food at his waist, growled in a low voice, "The Dragon Princess is the gentlest female in the Golden Dragon Tribe. She's over there, and you're not the Dragon Princess!"
The old female's eyes had dried up and turned yellow, filled with faint, terrifying bloodshot veins.
"Si Yan is not the Dragon Princess, I am, I am!!!"
The old woman stretched out her wrinkled hand. "Give me the meat, my dear, give the meat to the Dragon Princess."
The little orc hid behind his orc brother, swallowed hard, and asked in panic, "Brother, what do we do?"
However, at that moment, Si Yan spoke up:
"You want to see Jin Yao, right?"
"She happens to be here too."
The old woman, who had been staring at the two brothers, suddenly looked at Si Yan.
Her expression was terrifying, her body trembled slightly, and fear even surfaced in her horrifying eyes.
Just then, Si Yan's clear black and white eyes also looked at her!
The older female took several steps back.
Si Yan seemed to have seen through her. "Jin Yao, your mother is here."
"No, no, no!"
Jin Yao retreated in fear, moving to the side of another strange golden dragon beastman, who was none other than Shi Bai, who had become a corpse soldier.
After Shih-pao took Jin-yao away, Jin-yao wanted to leave him but found that no matter where she ran, he could find her.
She can't escape.
Later, Jin Yao asked Shi Bai to take her to the Earth Dragon Clan.
However, after she arrived, the earthworm beastmen who had previously treated her with utmost respect and deference turned on her with utter contempt upon learning that she was no longer the Dragon Princess.
She was kicked out.
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