The spread of the news was incredibly fast; by that evening, the chief of the White Fox Clan had already learned of it.
"The Saintess's strength is actually this formidable? Hundreds of tier-five Griffins and so many of our people, where did they all come from? Have you investigated clearly?" The chief's face grew serious.
"No, not yet, but with so many personnel, there should be some clues."
The chief waved his hand, "That's good, continue to investigate but don't alarm anyone."
"But, Chief, how should we handle our relationship with the Saintess? If we don't make any moves now, might the Saintess hold a grudge?" his subordinate hesitated to ask.
The chief was silent for a moment before nodding and saying, "Your concerns are not meaningless. However, after uniting the Fox Clan, I will be the leader of the entire Fox Clan. Even though the Saintess's side is stronger, we also need to strive for more benefits."