Liana and Rhein could naturally see Tree Spirit's resistance. But after weighing every consideration, they still chose to carve out a space within the Eternal Tree, simply because there was no other more suitable location.
What Tree Spirit had mentioned—finding a spacious ruin outside to serve as the venue—was possible, but the flow of information would be difficult to control. Moreover, every tea party gave rise to all manner of battles for public opinion. On Tree Spirit's turf, they could at least control public opinion at the first possible moment and secretly steer its currents, seeking advantage and avoiding harm.
Rhein's explanation this time had already been perfectly clear. Though Tree Spirit still wanted to argue, he truly could not find anything to refute.
Unless he could actually find a venue that could both display Savage Cave's grandeur, control the flow of information at the earliest opportunity, and accommodate a great many people.
Tree Spirit thought it over carefully... Near the Pamiji Plateau, there truly was no place that fit the bill.
If there really had been one, he would have sought it out long ago.
Tree Spirit could not help letting his shoulders slump. It seemed that, in the end, he could only accept it.
Rhein added at the right moment, "The tea party will only last ten days or half a month. Endure it, and it'll be over."
Tree Spirit did not answer. He merely let out a deep sigh.
With that helpless sigh, the air in the study seemed to grow somewhat stifling.
At that moment, Angel noticed that Sanders, who had kept his eyes closed while intently controlling the Demon Falcon, suddenly opened them. He seemed to be pondering something, a faint glimmer flickering in his eyes.
Then Sanders lifted his head and glanced at Angel.