Was it better to risk the annihilation of their race on one desperate gamble, or find a suitable place and survive there for the long term?
It was an exceptionally difficult choice. No matter how one looked at it, either decision was understandable.
The four Great Elders and eight chieftains discussed it among themselves for a long time, yet failed to reach an agreement.
The decision was simply too difficult. It was not something they could settle by slapping their heads on a whim.
If it were only them, then death was just death. They could choose whichever they pleased.
But there were still millions of their tribesmen!
The vast majority of those tribesmen were Dou Zhes, or even ordinary people below the Dou Zhe level. Their fates were now entirely in their hands...
Time passed bit by bit. As the half-hour mark approached, Yin Shi, the oldest of the eight chieftains and the gray-robed old man who had remained silent all along, finally spoke.
"Though it seems we have two choices, in truth, we have only ever had one."
"Hm? Old Yin, have you gone stupid?"
"That's right. Can't you even tell one from two?"
"Shut up!" One of the elders stopped those fools from interrupting, then turned to Yin Shi. "Yin Shi, continue."
"No matter what happens, the Queen will forever be our Queen, even if Her Majesty already has a Master."
"However, others may not acknowledge that. Should something happen in the future, we will most likely be unable to escape the reckoning."
"For a great figure of that level, wiping us out would take no more than a slap. Even if we had no involvement, what would that change?"
"Everyone, do not forget. This is the Dou Qi Continent, where the strong are revered."
"On the