An Jin listened to the beastmen's report and simply nodded, sending them away to rest. For the time being, she had no intention of tipping their hand.
'It seems the Luoten Tribe has been planning this for a long time.'
However, An Jin wasn't overly concerned. The fact that Luoten had dared to silently plant spies in their tribe, yet only watched from the sidelines for so long without making a move, suggested he was wary of their strength and afraid to act recklessly.
If the two tribes truly went to war, he stood to gain nothing from it.
'I'd love to see what Luoten is plotting.'
...
"Is the rainy season almost here again?" An Jin asked, leaning on the windowsill with her chin propped on her hand as she gazed at the gradually darkening sky.
The sweltering heat of the blazing season had faded, replaced by a refreshing coolness in the air.
Standing by the half-open window, she felt a surprising chill and rubbed the goosebumps on her arms.
