Of course Ke'er would not let such a bargain slip away. Rooney was a treasure trove; as long as she pried his mouth open, she could gain insight into the Human Race's exact deployment in the rainforest.
Then not only could they solve the rainforest's greatest current predicament, they might even wipe out this Human Race force that had invaded deep into the rainforest.
The Elves had never been easy to provoke.
But Ke'er was quickly disappointed. Rooney seemed to have explained the entire invasion process clearly, yet he evaded every crucial point, spouting nothing but fabricated nonsense. His mouth was running like a train off the rails.
How had that purple blaze on the rainforest's outskirts appeared?
What was the Human Race's specific military arrangement going forward—retreat or occupation?
Who was the current commander of this naval legion? Where exactly was the legion commander, and where were the hidden sentries?
Who had handed the Elves' defensive deployment map to the Human Race?
Not a single word about these matters came from Rooney's mouth. He only said that only the Human King knew of such major strategic operations, while he was merely an errand runner.
An errand runner?
How laughable.
She was a queen, not an idiot.
Though the deputy speaker was not as illustrious as the Human King, he was no rotten fish or spoiled shrimp either. The authority in his hands was immense.
He could oversee the entire rainforest plan here, which spoke volumes about his status.
This fellow's mouth was hard as if she were gnawing on a hedgehog; she truly could not get her teeth into him for the moment. She could not help seeking help from Li Ziran, but Li Ziran seemed not to have seen anything. He leaned back in his chair with his