Pute raised a hand and rubbed his forehead. "Looks like poor people really don't have the right to speak... What did it want with you?"
He could sense that they were communicating through divine sense, but he could not eavesdrop.
"The Tree Traitors started killing each other again..." Duo Gan frowned and sighed in frustration.
"Only two Tree Traitors were left, and the bigger one killed the smaller one... Damn it, do you know how hard it is for us to cultivate Alien Race spies?"
Wind Forgotten had always been rather ruthless toward its own kind.
The only reason it had been quiet for so long was that it had gorged itself once before and spent a long time digesting.
The other three weak Tree Race captives had spent every day in dread, never knowing when their end would come.
Then they encountered a patch of Red Mist and were finally freed! Xiao Hu had not seen Little Brother for a long time and immediately instructed Wind Forgotten—get a branch from those three Tree Traitors for it to try.
Big Head Butterfly knew that the High-Fidelity Replica particularly liked living Tree Race trunks and could absorb nutrients from them.
Wind Forgotten had not actually wanted to obey Xiao Hu, even though it knew this fellow had an unusual relationship with First One.
You are not Human Race, and neither am I. How much nobler can either of us be?
But Xiao Hu was also close to the Artifact Spirit, which made it wary—the guy with the human face was truly not someone to provoke.
Of course, the key was that Wind Forgotten had already finished digesting its kin's corpse, and it had needs too! So it did not hesitate to strangle a Tree Traitor—here, pick whichever branches you want. I