Xiao Chen and their new allies came inside the walls. The White Tiger flanked the Rhakaddons and wargs on both sides less they go astray within the village and cause some damage.

The young chieftain had no other choice but to have the still unconscious Haguk be carried by Trot’thar. He glanced back at Trot’thar and saw the poor Haguk carried like a sack on Trot’thar’s soldiers with no care at all.

Xiao Chen didn’t make any comment on how Haguk was carried and just increased the pace of his strides.

The orcs who were patrolling on the walls stared at the new arrivals with curiosity. They had their gazes set on them till they can no longer spot them because of the tents blocking their visions.

The ogres just scratched their heads after being aroused from their slumber to stand at attention while the chieftain was passing by.

“Are their enemies?”

One of them asked and took a look around the surroundings and after making sure that they weren’t being attacked, he yawned then laid back down on the ground.

Upon noticing that nothing eventful was happening, the other ogres followed. They laid back down on the cold ground and snore away.

Sakh’arran glanced at the ogres, and black lines started emerging from his head. He was tempted to mete out punishments, but after a few moments, he just ignored them and went on his way. The ogres didn’t care about anything else except for food and battle; since the ogres usually spend most of their time on slumbering.

Dug’mhar atop his Rhakaddon kept looking around the village. He wondered what does those strange contraptions on the walls do. The strange looking bows that some orcs carried, he didn’t know what they are use for but his senses were screaming danger whenever he looks at those strange things.

There was also the strange looking building that emitted intense heat even if he was a good distance away. There were also taurens moving around the camp carrying a strange-looking weapon that looks like both a spear and an axe mashed together with a longer handle.

Xiao Chen stopped in front of his tent and turned around with both arms open wide. “Welcome to the Yohan Tribe!”

From the direction of the main gateways came Galum’nor, sprinting with full force. His cheeks were flushed red with excitement and sparkles were on his eyes, like he was a child who was just offered a box of his favorite candies.

The muscle head stood in front of one of the Rhakaddons and caressed its enormous figure, mumbling something like ‘big and strong’ and other words.

Dug’mhar glanced behind him and saw Galum’nor passionately rubbing one of the Rhakaddons on its side. His eyes became wide open, his jaw drop a little, and he crouched down on the ground, clutching where his heart is at like he was in some kind of pain.

Xiao Chen became worried about what was going on with their new ally and tapped him on the shoulder. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

Dug’mhar raised his head and stared at Xiao Chen with a face full of tears. He grabbed a chunk of his hair and tug on them while mumbling some incomprehensible words.

Xiao Chen was now even more worried and confused by what was happening with their new friend. “Why are you in tears? Are you feeling something really painful?”

“No… No… No… This isn’t because of pain… I am just so happy… So happy that I have someone truly perfect… More perfect than the perfect me.”

Dug’mhar muttered as he stared back at Xiao Chen before sprinting towards Galum’nor like his ass was on fire.

He climbed on the shoulders of Galum’nor and gave his biceps a squeeze. “Look! Look at these perfect enormous muscles. They are just perfect, more perfect than my perfect muscles.”

He dropped to the ground and bent over and this time he caressed the muscle head’s calf muscles all the way up to his thighs. “These are just perfect! Like the gods themselves carved it. They are so beautiful that I feel I am blessed to be able to touch them.”

Galum’nor took a few steps back away from the over enthusiastic orc who was caressing his body. He had no qualms about it if it was a female appreciating and caressing his muscles, but the problem is, the one doing it was also a male.

He stared at his chieftain with a face full of worry and his eyes begging for help. “Uhmm… Chief… Help!” He cried out.

They ignored unfortunately his cry for help as Xiao Chen just stared at the spectacle in front of him stroking his non-existent beard, feeling amused by the situation.

Dug’mhar approached Galum’nor again and put both of his palms on the muscle head’s abs. “Wow! They are so huge and just perfect!”

He knocked on them with his right hand. “Hmmm… They are as hard as a rock… The epitome of perfection.”

Dug’mhar started to move his palms upward towards Galum’nor’s chest, trying to have a feel of those bulging muscular mounds, but Galum’nor leaned backward. “Get away from me, freak. I am only interested in females!”

Dug’mhar continued to reach out for those enormous bulges, ignoring what the big orc just shouted.

Galum’nor finally can’t take it anymore and threw one heavy punch and knocked down the creepy orc. Dug’mhar crashed down to the ground hard, his legs pointed to the sky as his head was buried a bit on the ground.

“I said… I am only interested… in females! Only females!”

Galum’nor breathed heavily as he stared at the orc, who had half of his head buried on the ground.

Dug’mhar stared at the massive orc and muttered, “I feel so blessed and happy.” Before closing his eyes and falling unconscious once again.

Xiao Chen didn’t know whether he should laugh or cry about the outcome of the situation. He felt pity for Dug’mhar, who was forcibly sent to sleep once again and probably in a longer one than before.. He shook his head and told Gur’kan to aid the once again unconscious chieftain of the Rumbling Clan before the angry Galum’nor decided that a single punch wasn’t enough.