Fang Heng spoke without a hint of guilt.
Tippy didn't doubt him, perhaps because Fang Heng had just saved her life.
Everything had happened so fast, so suddenly, with too many clues. She needed time to sort through her thoughts.
Fang Heng continued, "Right now, the demonic seed is pursuing the Elder of the Root Tribe. If my guess is correct, the demonic seed's next move may be to seek revenge on your Tree Spirit Tribe."
Otherwise, why would that arrogant fellow, Pride, hastily run off?
He knew the demonic seed.
He was very cunning.
If this storyline were to unfold as described, Fang Heng would find it rather favorable.
Having Pride as an ally would expedite the mission's completion.
Tippy's expression shifted, and she slowly raised her head, gazing into the distance with a look of concentration.
"What is that?"
Fang Heng also raised his head and followed Tippy's gaze.