The Great Elder's furious roar exploded through the death row like thunder.
But the first person frightened out of her wits was not Wu Heng, who had been accused, but Galanthir, the Wood Elf Queen standing beside him.
Her heart leaped into her throat, and her face turned pale in an instant.
The man before them had personally admitted that he had defeated a Church Deity!
The majesty of a god was unfathomable and could not be profaned in the slightest.
Bonifa's reckless outburst could very likely provoke the other party's wrath.
Especially since Wu Heng had just slain the archbishop, undoubtedly tying the Wood Elves to his chariot once more, leaving them with no way back.
Angering him now would only push their race into an even more dangerous position.
Thinking about it carefully.
On the surface, the Wood Elves had indeed suffered the Church's wrath and paid a heavy price because Wu Heng had left before.
But the Queen knew even more clearly that from the moment they chose to cooperate with Wu Heng, the Wood Elves had been taking a massive gamble.
They were gambling that Wu Heng could lead their people toward a stronger future.
Since it was a gambling match, they naturally had to bear the corresponding risks. There had never been a business that only won and never lost. Without risk, how could such a tremendous opportunity have fallen to the Wood Elves?
Before Wu Heng could speak.
The Queen beat him to it and sternly rebuked, "Bonifa! Watch your status and your words! Sir Wu Heng came here in person out of compassion, concerned for our people's plight and your safety. How can you treat our race's benefactor with such an attitude? With such disgraceful conduct, how can you still hold the position