After touching the obedient little fat kid, the witch doctor sighed, "This kid has three broken legs. You know, a kid with injured bones won't be able to transform. You should think carefully about whether to keep him or not!"
Ge Xing was silent.
The little lion cub was injured so badly that he would definitely not survive if there was no beastman family to adopt him. However, no beastman family would be willing to adopt a cub that was unable to transform. If he could not transform, he would stay in beast form all his life. What was the difference between him and the original beast?
Leier and Xiuli were moving very fast, even Aunt Gerou followed them. Along the way, both of them listened to Leier talk about the little lion.
The first thing Xiu Li did when he entered the cave was to come to the little lion cub. He sniffed the cub's scent carefully with a complicated look in his eyes: "This cub does have the scent of Xiu Yan, but it's very faint now."
He looked at the injured hind leg of the little lion cub and said, "Xiu Yan cub must have saved him from the group of sharp-toothed beasts!"
After saying this, he pulled Ge Rou past the cave entrance, turned around and left without even looking at the little lion cub.
Their own cub died, and seeing the little beastman who was most likely saved by their own cub at the cost of his own life, it was impossible for them not to feel sad. It was better to avoid seeing it.
None of the animals noticed the sadness in the little lion's eyes. The two little ears, which were still a little damp from just being washed, drooped down on the round little head in disappointment.
Ge Xing and the witch doctor looked at each other. Ge Xing coughed lightly and asked tentatively, "How about I take this little cub to the place where Ji Nuan picked him up. Maybe the father and mother beasts of this little cub are looking for him."
The witch doctor shook his head. "Look at this little cub, he is so chubby, he must have been well-fed. His father and mother beasts must care about him very much. His wound has been there for at least a day. With the beastmen's keen sense of smell, it is impossible that they couldn't find him after such a long time."
In fact, everyone knows that the most likely possibility is that both the father and mother of the little guy are gone.
But it is impossible to let the little orcs stay in the tribe. The life of every family in the tribe is not very good. Even the chief's family can just store enough food to get through the cold season. Most of the orc families will go hungry.
How can this little cub survive if no one adopts it?
Leiyun and Lei'er didn't talk either. The food in their home was distributed by Lei'er's mother. Lei'er's mother had more than just Leiyun as a partner, so it was impossible for her to let him pick up an orc cub that couldn't transform.
The little lion cub heard the beastmen's conversation. He raised his little paws and tried to stand up, but was interrupted by a soft voice: "Grandma the witch doctor, Uncle the chief, if possible, please let me adopt the little lion cub!"
Ji Nuan's voice sounded at this time, and all the beasts looked at her in surprise.
The witch doctor frowned and said, "Mountain cub, it's hard to say whether you can survive the cold season by yourself. If you keep this cub, your food..."
Ji Nuan knew what the witch doctor grandmother was worried about. She stroked the little lion cub’s round head and said softly, “I don’t know if I can survive the cold season. The witch doctor grandmother also knows that I can’t have cubs and won’t have a partner in the future.
So I thought I might as well adopt this little cub, so that he can keep me company. If I go to see the Beast God, he will be there to accompany me and will not be a burden to other people in the tribe."
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