Xing Kong and Wang Chunlin exchanged a glance.
"What should we do? If Leader Jing Yan doesn't emerge, we definitely can't withstand the attack from the Mu Huai Tribe!" Wang Chunlin said softly to Xing Kong.
"Delay as long as possible. We absolutely cannot agree to be annexed. If we stop the tribe formation from operating, the other side will likely charge in and slaughter everyone." Xing Kong said, holding his breath.
"Hmm." Wang Chunlin nodded heavily.
Both knew that Zuo Jian's earlier words about annexation were not trustworthy. If they stopped the formation defense, the most likely scenario would be Zuo Jian's group of hungry wolves charging in for a massacre. Annexation was just a ruse to save them some effort.
"Leader Zuo Jian, ten breaths is too short a time; we need more time to consider." Wang Chunlin said, lifting his eyes.
