Things in this world are like this. Any war is actually for profit.
There are very few wars for the purpose of killing the other country and race.
Doing so will not gain any benefit except for giving yourself the name of executioner.
Therefore, the three families have been fighting for so many years, and although the hatred has accumulated to a very deep level, most of the time, as the clan leaders, they never thought of erasing each other from the world.
Because that is not in the interest of their entire group!
After all, at the last moment, the trump card held by the opponent and the burst of energy are very terrifying.
Not only will the other two tribes lose the benefits gained after winning the war, but it may even lead them to perish together.
But even so, for thousands of years, the three families have been fighting each other for most of the time.
This is because every war is a prelude to the next division of interests.
"Lin Muye, stop struggling. The Long Sword Clan has been crippled by us, so in order of priority, we should be more in Luofeng Village!"
"Haha, the worst case scenario is that the fish will die and the net will be lost. We got the stuff first."
"Nonsense! We found it in Luofeng Village a year ago, but we haven't studied it clearly, so we don't want to mess with it!"
"Then how about Luofeng Village being first, our Changjian Village being second, and Nipan Village being third?"
"Bang!"
The businessman slapped the table and suddenly stood up from his seat.
"Are you trying to deprive me of the rights that I, the Mud Pan Village, deserve by singing in harmony?"
"Haha! What contribution did your Nipan Village play in this matter? You were neither the first to discover it nor the first to get the Panlong Mill!"
He Qingfeng looked at Nishang mockingly.
Nishang was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he really couldn't refute.
During this period of time, their Nipan Village was indeed too passive.
It was the people from Luofeng Village who first proposed the idea of joining forces to deal with Changjian Village.
"I don't care! Anyway, we in Mud Pan Village must get at least one second pick!"
Ni Shang sat back in his seat and looked at the other two people with a sneer.
Zhou Yuan and people from three other villages stood under the bamboo tower, listening to the arguments above, their faces speechless.
In fact, this negotiation has lasted all day and night.
Even during this time, people from the other two villages had already arrived.
More than two thousand people gathered under the bamboo tower, waiting for a result from the negotiations above.
Zhou Yuan and Wu Qingshuang stood together, with Panlongmo in his arms.
And he has successfully cracked the Panlong Mill. As long as he wants, he can activate the Panlong Mill at any time and leave this place.
Logically speaking, I should be able to return to Silver Snake City, but I don't know where I will end up.
Zhou Yuan's eyes wandered among the crowd, and he didn't see He Mo or his wife in the Nipan Village camp.
This made Zhou Yuan feel a little confused. Wouldn't that guy have other ways to leave here?
Could it be that he stole the Panlong Token from their Nipan Village?
It's just that Qingyue hasn't left the magma pool yet. Do they really dare to escape directly?
Negotiations continued, and at night, there was still no result.
However, it seems that some progress has been made. At first, the three clan leaders were very angry and would start fighting again if they disagreed.
But as the day went by, they turned down their volume a lot.
At night, Zhou Yuan downstairs could no longer hear what they were arguing about.
"Zhou Yuan, you have to be careful. They are probably plotting something. I grew up watching these three old men. They have too many evil intentions!"