The commander of the Shark People Clan nearby let out a cold laugh and said, "The Fishmen Race is weak? I think you've lost your mind. The reason the Fishmen Race was defeated so easily is that they withdrew their main force, leaving only the remnants behind. Otherwise, how could we have advanced so easily into the heart of their Royal City?"
"Are they trying to feign weakness to mislead us?" The commander of the Sea Beast Tribe frowned, "Aren't they worried they might play with fire and get burned?"
To him, large swathes of Fishmen territory had already been occupied by the Sea Beast Tribe and the Shark People Clan. They had launched a siege against the Fishmen, and the tide had turned. What hope did the Fishmen Race have?
