This was what Tong Lie had worried about before, but now he was brimming with confidence.
"Uncle, there is no need to worry. My lord has already promised me that after I leave, he will protect the tribe. Even if he has matters to attend to and must leave as well, he will leave behind sufficient means to guard the tribe before departing.
"Uncle, you must understand that although I have attained my current martial arts, I still cannot see through the depths of that lord. His martial arts can only surpass mine, never fall short of them. Moreover, his origins are unfathomable, and his true depth unknown. Unless necessary, it is best not to come into conflict with him."
Unlike the other members of the Bronze Hammer Tribe, who revered and worshipped the Heavenly Demon Palace Lord as a sage, the chieftain of the Bronze Hammer Tribe and Tong Lie both knew very well that although he was a sage, he was not one of the Savage Tribes. There was trust, but it was limited.
But Tong Lie believed that while his martial path might not match the other's, if he truly wished to flee, the Heavenly Demon Palace Lord might not be able to deal with him so easily.
Thus, he would not deceive himself. Even if the Bronze Hammer Tribe temporarily lacked his protection, it would still stand as steady as Mount Tai.
"That being the case, it should be acceptable. Still, you must be all the more careful. That lord is not one of our Savage Tribes, and the humans have a saying that is quite apt: those not of our kind will surely harbor different hearts. You may trust him, but not completely. Even less should you place your life and death in his hands.