Naturally, the Sun Tribe Chief could not spell out something like this.
And the Glazed Tribe Chief was clearly no fool. After learning all this, he had begun to form some vague suspicions.
However, neither of them went into specifics. After discussing a few other matters, the Glazed Tribe Chief left.
"What was that all about? Why didn't I know about what was going on with that young man, Crocodile?"
After the chief of the Glazed Tribe left, a figure appeared in the Sun Tribe chief's room.
It was the imposing man from before, the Earth God Tribe Chief.
Clearly, the relationship between the two of them was far from ordinary.
"When have you ever had the inclination to care about that young man in the Holy Land?"
The Sun Tribe Chief could not help feeling a little annoyed.
These matters should have been handled by the two of them together in the first place.
Yet every time this season came around, the chief of the Earth God Tribe would claim that he had suddenly begun feeling unwell.
Either that, or his bloodline had suddenly shown signs of going berserk. There was simply no way to verify such things, so every year, the Sun Tribe Chief was left to handle these matters alone.
"Hahaha, how could I possibly not care about the Holy Land? If I hadn't suddenly felt unwell, I would absolutely have gone to oversee this Holy Land Struggle."
The Earth God Tribe Chief looked utterly earnest.
"You should know that my son is taking part in this Holy Land Struggle. At any other time, I might have been pretending to be ill, but under these circumstances, I would never do such a thing."
The Earth God Tribe Chief looked thoroughly imposing, without the slightest sign that he