"Great Elder is wise." Tamu said respectfully, "We have no way out now, we can only bet everything on this. If we continue to stay in the Forest of Life, our Forest Demon Clan will merely be prolonging the inevitable. Great Elder, do you know? I have already made my decision. If you still insist on disagreeing with our migration with our benefactor, I would rather take my tribe and leave with him."
Odom sighed, looked at Tamu with a gentle gaze, and said, "I'm not unaware that this is an opportunity. However, I must ensure that the odds are in our favor before I gamble. If we previously had a 50% chance of success, I can now be sure that our chance of success in this migration is over 70%."
Tamu was stunned, "Great Elder, you mean you knew all along that our benefactor was not a spy sent by the enemy?"
