The world of the living belongs to Warchief Garrosh; the world of the dead belongs to Sylvanas.
Nazgrim was very worried about retribution after his death, so he treated the High Archmage Antonidas with great respect, saying politely:
"Master, you've worked hard. I will definitely visit you another day to express my gratitude."
Antonidas glanced at Nazgrim with surprise, finding the Orcs to be quite polite, and waved his hand, saying, "General, you're too kind. It's what I should do, for the Horde, for Azeroth."
Chen Stormstout slowly opened his eyes and looked at this familiar yet strange world.
The feeling after death is very unpleasant.
Normally, when Pandaren dies, they are sent to the Shadowlands to begin a new cycle of reincarnation. Unfortunately, for some reason, Stormstout did not receive this treatment.
No one spoke to him, no Pandaren paid him any attention, and Chen Stormstout became a lonely Restless Souls, his consciousness gradually sinking until he became completely dazed.
He didn't know how much time had passed until a voice called to him.
The Soul Summoning from the Forsaken reawakened Chen Stormstout's soul, and he began to understand who he was and gradually grasped the Destiny he was destined to face.
In order to escape that lonely world of death, Chen Stormstout cooperated diligently, and the process of rebuilding his body went very smoothly.
Although this was not a body of flesh and blood, but merely the rotting body of Forsaken, unable to feel the warmth of the sun or the moisture of the sea breeze, Chen Stormstout was quite satisfied compared to the loneliness and indifference after death; he cherished this opportunity greatly.
Antonidas carefully examined the Chen Stormstout, and to be on the safe side, made a final check. "Pandaren, do you remember your name?"
Chen Stormstout said loudly, "Thank you, High Archmage Antonidas, I feel quite good."
Antonidas nodded in satisfaction. Usually, resurrected Forsaken forget some things or even have intellectual disabilities. Chen Stormstout's resurrection went very smoothly.
"I am willing to fight for the Horde, for Azeroth," Chen Stormstout declared passionately, his expression one of unwavering resolve.
Nazgrim sneered menacingly:
"Pandaren, I must remind you, Thrall has betrayed the Horde, betrayed Azeroth, caused the Cataclysm, and become an unforgivable the Destroyer of the Azeroth. If you stubbornly remain in Thrall's camp, your end will be quite tragic."
Chen Stormstout was taken aback. How could the great Savior of yesteryear have become a vicious the Destroyer of the world? He had some doubts in his heart and couldn't help but look at Antonidas.
Antonidas nodded, indicating that Nazgrim was right, and added, "The current Warchief of the Horde is the venerable Garrosh Hellscream."
"So that's how it is," Chen Stormstout, understanding immediately, jumped up and roared, "Thrall killed me! I will never forget this grudge, and I will make him pay for it in blood!"
Nazgrim patted Chen Stormstout on the shoulder and laughed:
"The living and the dead have no connection. You now belong to the Forsaken, and have no further ties with the Pandaren. You must pledge allegiance to Warchief Garrosh."
Chen Stormstout immediately swore an oath. "I am willing to serve the Warchief."
Nazgrim nodded in satisfaction. "There's something I need your help with, Rokhan. Tell our new companions about what's been happening lately."
Rokhan recounted the recent events at the Shado-Pan Monastery. After listening, Chen Stormstout pondered for a long time before saying, "General, could we please invite the witnesses from that night?"
Nazgrim summoned several assassins from the Ravenholdt Manor. Chen Stormstout publicly used his clone technique, creating a dozen or so Chi Stormstout on the deck. They then overlapped, their long sleeves fluttering, their movements as swift as the wind, leaving afterimages with every gesture.
After the demonstration, Chen Stormstout asked, "Was the Gu Chuanyun you saw that night the same as the one I demonstrated?"
The assassins nodded repeatedly. Gu Chuanyun, who was said to have reached the state of oneness with Unity of Heaven and Humanity, had left a deep impression on them and they would never forget him.
Chen Stormstout, laughed:
"You've all been fooled. This is neither the Unity of Heaven and Humanity nor the Shado-Pan Fist that I've never even heard of. It's merely Soul-Body Separation Technique. This technique isn't very powerful or practical, which is why not many people practice it."
Nazgrim asked in surprise, "If it's not powerful, why were so many strong Orcs Warriors killed?"
Chen Stormstout replied:
"The Soul-Body Separation Technique uses Chi to create clones. Although they are not very strong, if multiple people work together and overlap them, a single blow can shatter a heart. That night, you only saw Gu Chuanyun, but you didn't know how many clones were stacked together, which is why afterimages appeared."
Nazgrim roared in anger, "Insidious Pandaren, resorting to underhanded tactics! How long does the Soul-Body Separation Technique last, and what is its effective range?"
Chen Stormstout, after a moment's thought, said, "The duration is about fifteen minutes, and the effective range is no more than one thousand meters. Before each assassination attempt, a large group of Pandaren will sneak up on the Orcs camp."
"I see." Nazgrim gritted his teeth and said, "The mere Shado-Pan Monastery is putting on a show. I'll lead my army to raze the Shado-Pan Monastery to the ground and slaughter them all for food."
Enraged, Nazgrim nearly lost control and went berserk. Rokhan quickly gave him a signal, which Nazgrim understood, and he said loudly:
"High Archmage Antonidas has had a long journey, and Chen Stormstout has just been resurrected and needs to adapt to his new body. This general is busy with military affairs and has important matters to attend to, so I will not keep you company."
After parting ways with the others, Nazgrim entered his cabin and said to Rokhan behind him, "Troll, why did you secretly signal to stop me?"
Rokhan said in a low voice, "General, as the saying goes, those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts. Gu Chuanyun cannot be trusted, the leader of the Golden Lotus cannot be trusted, but can Chen Stormstout be trusted?"
Nazgrim gasped, a wave of fear washing over him.
If Chen Stormstout lied, and Nazgrim, in a fit of rage, led his troops to attack the Shado-Pan Monastery, wouldn't he suffer the same fate as the previous commanders?
Nazgrim frowned and asked, "Damn it, how can we explain to the Warchief if we don't eliminate the Shado-Pan Monastery?"
Rokhan stepped forward and whispered:
"General, please calm down. The Warchief's true purpose in marching into Pandaria is to eliminate Thrall and remove any worries about his rear. The Shado-Pan Monastery is unpopular and universally disliked among the Pandaren. It is also irreconcilably opposed to Thrall the Destroyer. There is no need to risk eliminating them."
Nazgrim suddenly realized, and his brow gradually relaxed:
"That makes sense. The survival of the Shado-Pan Monastery is insignificant. It's just that I haven't accomplished anything since arriving in Pandaria, and I really don't know how to explain myself."
Rokhan said sinisterly, "General, the Golden Lotus was the one that cooperated closely with Thrall back then. Before I came, the Warchief specifically instructed me to be careful of the Golden Lotus."
Nazgrim's eyes darted around, and a thought struck him as he said:
"That's right. The Golden Lotus has a large and powerful following, and enjoys extremely high prestige among the Pandaren. They can almost command a hundred followers with a single call. If they cooperate with Thrall, we could be driven out of the sea. They are a major threat. But wouldn't destroying the Golden Lotus be seen as a betrayal of our faith?"
Rokhan advised again, "General, you need to share the Warchief's burdens."