Prince of the vampires, Carl, walked up to Fang Heng's side and watched the two figures departing quietly. He asked in a low voice, 'Your Majesty, the Federation has prepared to deploy on the outskirts of the Root tribe's habitat. Are we still planning to act?'
Fang Heng gazed into the distance at the Root tribe's camp and shook his head, saying in a deep voice, 'There's no need. Have them stop immediately.'
Pride's strength currently surpassed his own. Forcefully attacking the Root tribe's camp would not yield favorable results and might even provoke hostility from Pride.
For now, maintaining the current situation was acceptable to him.
Fang Heng had a premonition that Pride was scheming something within the Root tribe's camp, otherwise, he wouldn't be so accommodating.
