"So we're just going to do nothing? If we let the Super Tribe take control of the Polar Forest, we'll have nothing left in the future."
Hearing this, the Worm Witch paused the hand toying with a Poisonous Insect. "It's rare for that head of yours, which is usually only full of food, to actually contain something."
He sat up. "To the Super Tribe, we are just as powerless as those small tribes are to us.
Whatever the Super Tribe wants to do, we have no right to stop them. And of course, we couldn't stop them even if we tried.
Unless our tribe no longer wants to exist on the Red Flame Plain, you understand?"
Du Huo choked, "I just can't accept this..."
The Worm Witch sneered. "Don't waste time on useless emotions. Get out."
"Witch, the tribesman who lost today was even stronger than me. I won't participate in the rest of the competition. I'll take our people back to hunt."
His words were filled with resentment.
