? You Talk It Out Yourselves

Noah tilted his head as he looked at the orc before him. If he had not just pulled him back from the brink of death, Noah might have needed some time to recognize who this guy was.

But that was a minor matter. What puzzled Noah most was why this fellow had come looking for him now.

Shouldn't the person he wanted to find have been Llane? Stormwind City's King was on the hill not far above them. However, because Noah had been fighting earlier, he had neither approached nor launched a surprise attack on the orcs.

In that regard, he was far calmer than Lothar. Noah even wondered whether, if Lothar had been commanding the troops, he would have launched an attack already. After all, the orcs had all been left dumbfounded just now.

Unable to understand a word this orc was saying, Noah could only turn to look toward the hill. Only then did the orcs realize that the human soldiers had arrived!

But Noah, the mage who had killed Gul'dan, stood among them. Combined with the deep impression he had left earlier, the orcs did not dare make any rash moves.

Thus, when Stormwind City's soldiers approached under Llane's lead, the orcs did not launch any attack, much less surround them.

They silently retreated, leaving the central area to Durotan, the mysterious human mage, and that human chief.

Even the newly arrived orcs did not dare act recklessly. Even if they wanted to, the other orcs stopped them. Noah had left them with an unforgettable impression.

Though the orcs were all rather thick-headed and revered violence, they had no desire to provoke someone who seemed like a god.

"All right, I think the rest is for you to discuss among yourselves, not with an outsider like me