"It's unfortunate, but we have waited a day, and the person has not come out. Chances are, the person is dead. The Revered Wind Tribe cannot afford to waste any more time. Thus, we will be leaving. What about the Crimsonfog Tribe?"
Chief Darkwind sought Chief Baskara's opinion after giving his statement to leave.
The secret realm was a rare opportunity to ascend to the top of the world and rule over the various tribes on the Infertile Plains.
If the Crimsonfog Tribe is wise, they will also leave to look for opportunities elsewhere instead of wasting time on a dead person.
Although Chief Darkwind's message was clear, Chief Baskara did not answer immediately.
Instead, he glanced over to Aria and Darlene's side. Evidently, they did not seem to have any intention of leaving without Young Master Leonhardt.
"What do you think, Venerable Shaman?" Chief Baskara turned to the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman.