Luohu stopped when he heard that. "You mean the Mystic Moon Realm can be merged into the Primordial Wilderness?"
"That's impossible. Absolutely impossible. At most, you can leave directly, and I won't stop you." The Dark Lord rejected the idea without a second thought.
Luohu's beautiful eyes widened. "You're really not giving me any face, are you? Believe it or not, I'll keep fighting you! Don't forget, Wangshu is here too. Two against one—you'll definitely lose."
The Dark Lord threw his head back and laughed. "Believe it or not, I can use the power of the world to blast you out. Don't forget, this is my home turf."
"Then let's see you try!" A cluster of demonic flames appeared in Luohu's hand, and a trace of madness showed in his eyes.
The Dark Lord's expression changed slightly at the sight. He had not expected Luohu to truly attack without regard for the consequences.
Just as the two sides were on the verge of clashing, Wangshu spoke up. "Both of you, stop! Why must we argue like this?"
Luohu and the Dark Lord looked at Wangshu at the same time. She slowly continued, "Perhaps we can find a middle ground—one that allows the Mystic Moon Realm to remain independent while letting it coexist peacefully with our Primordial Wilderness."
Luohu and the Dark Lord exchanged a glance. After a moment of silence, the Dark Lord spoke first. "Tell me your idea."
Wangshu smiled. "We can sign an agreement defining both sides' rights and obligations, as well as how to resolve disputes when they arise. That way, we can preserve the Mystic Moon Realm's autonomy while avoiding conflict."
Luohu pondered for a moment before nodding. "That's a good idea, but the agreement's contents will need to be carefully considered."
The Dark Lord also