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“Brother Gongyang speaks so boldly, but now is not the time to fight over worldly things.” Qi Lin answered, deadpan.
“The floods already cannot be stopped. A smart person knows that the best solution right now for the Northern Primordial Tribes is to seek refuge at Zhuolu, a holy place forbidden to everyone but the Royal Family. This already breaks the laws of the Northern Primordial, so why not become king and unify the Northern Primordial. Now is the time, how can you say it is not?” Gongyang Tu countered.
“Then I would like to ask the kings present. Do you wish to seek refuge or quell the floods and return to your homes to live?”
“Of course, we want to return home.”
“Although Zhuolu is a good place, this is a place for kings back during Emperor Yao’s time. If we linger here, we will suffer the consequences.
“Right, and if the Eternal River overflows, then the Northern Primordial will suffer a calamity. What us will staying in Zhuolu be then.”
“En, exactly.”
The other lords spoke. There were still somewhat apprehensive about staying in Zhuolu, and as the old adage went, whoever controlled Zhuolu was king. They were not like Xuanyuan or Chiyou, who would dare to vie for control over Zhuolu, so they naturally did not dare stay.
“Yu convened the lords for this conference in order to ask that everyone join forces to control the floods.” Yu The Great softly said.
Gongyang Tu stood behind Chiyou, holding his hands behind his back as he stared at Qi Lin.
“This King has no interest in controlling the floods. If remedying the situation is your wish, do so yourselves.” Chiyou was expressionless.
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