"But if we lose that forest and flower field, our survival will become extremely difficult. How about this? We can manage the forest together, ensure the source of pollution is thoroughly removed, and preserve a portion of the resources for our use."
Having remained silent, it was only when the Flower Hat Banshee, Sindora, trembled her wings in alarm that Fang Zhou finally sighed. "Alright then. In that case, for the sake of your fallen companions, I can temporarily abandon my plan to burn down the forest. But I don't trust you, and you should know why."
Fang Zhou did not look at the Eagle Mother or Sindora, but stared intently at a spot on the ground beneath their feet.
Following his gaze, the Eagle Mother shivered. There, a few strands of pale, long hair lay conspicuously on the ground. She had inadvertently lost a few strands of hair—hair that bore the distinct racial characteristics of the Zor Elves!
