Goodbye, Chen Lin

Lin Qi brought the Dark King to the gate of the tribe and asked the two orcs standing guard at the gate if they had seen Yu Meng.

The two orcs looked at each other, and one of them said, "Yu Meng? Last night, she left the tribe with a package."

The other orc echoed, "That's right, and she looked very unhappy, with a cold face. We greeted her, but she didn't look at us."

"Isn't she usually like this? Cold."

"But last night she was especially cold. She usually nods even if she doesn't speak."

"You're right..."

Lin Qi interrupted the chattering of the two orcs. "Do you know where she went?"

"Let me think, it should be in that direction." One of the orcs pointed to the left.

"Okay, thank you..." Lin Qi was about to thank him and leave.

"No, it's in that direction." The other orc pointed to the right instead.

Lin Qi covered his face with both hands. As expected, one could not count on the intelligence of orcs.