Tang Changsheng did not take offense. He said calmly, "Of course I don't have that ability. But you True Lords just promised to work with me!"
Zhu Yucheng and the others stared at him. So this was what Tang Changsheng had been waiting for...
Yuan Ruiyun smiled. "Changsheng, what exactly do you have in mind? Let's hear it!"
This was no time to keep them in suspense. Tang Changsheng said, "The Western Qiang People of the Western Qiang Wasteland were once the Pan Tribe's greatest enemy. They fought the Pan Tribe for supremacy for centuries before being driven into the wasteland.
"They may have declined since then, but even a starving camel is bigger than a horse. The Western Qiang People are still a formidable force.
"We've said we must destroy the Pan Tribe before killing Pan God. In that case, it doesn't matter whether Di Gong helps us. We only need to stir the Western Qiang People into action."
It made sense. They had all fallen into the same blind spot: treating the Western Qiang People and Di Gong as one.
Tang Changsheng meant to separate them, even though Di Gong was the Western Qiang People's Ancestral God!
Once they saw it that way, they had far more room to maneuver.
"With Di Gong out of the way, surely the Western Qiang People won't be content to suffer in the Western Qiang Wasteland?"
"But what if the Pan Tribe has frightened them so badly that they still dare not oppose it?" True Lord Yude was beginning to admire Tang Changsheng, though he continued to press him.
Tang Changsheng smiled. "Simple. Force them to rebel. Life in the Western Qiang Wasteland is harsh. One blizzard could kill countless people, cattle, and sheep..."
It was a ruthless plan, but there was