At this moment in the base camp, Ji Nuan found a scarlet herb in the old Shaman's bundle: "What is this?"
The herb was completely red, even its leaves were red, yet its texture was gentle and very pleasant to the touch.
"That's Fire Scorpion Grass..." The old Shaman's face instantly darkened: "This is an herb that only grows near the Fire Scorpion Nest. If any tribesman suffers sunburn or feels nauseous during the scorching season, consuming this herb quickly helps them recover."
Ji Nuan nodded: "It seems that this herb is the reason. Other herbs have been taught to me by the Sahara Tribe Shaman, none of which attract the attention of Fire Scorpions. This is the only herb I haven't seen before."
After speaking, she looked at the old Shaman: "Does your tribe have any Flying Orcs?"
The old Shaman shook his head: "Our tribe does not have any Orcs that can fly."
Ji Nuan frowned and looked up at the Orc guard at the door: "Go and call Brother Xiu Yan over."
