At that moment, the Lord of Fate spoke. "Lord Demon Emperor, why concern yourself with how they resist or how unwilling they are? We need only do our part and keep our consciences clear."
"How could these ordinary people possibly understand why we made this decision? Explaining it to them is meaningless."
Demon Emperor Daochen looked at the Lord of Fate, knowing that he looked down on these people from the bottom of his heart.
"All right, I understand what you mean. But never underestimate these little people. They may not be strong, and they may be unable to sway the Primordial World or its powerful figures."
"But they will always be the roots of the tree and the source of the sea. Underestimate them, and you will surely pay the price."
The Demon Emperor had no intention of explaining too much to him. Changing someone's thinking was far too difficult.
Only by seeing and understanding things for himself would he realize that some matters truly were not as simple as he imagined.
The Lord of Fate shook his head in bewilderment. Naturally, he did not understand what the Demon Emperor meant.
But he did know one thing: arguing with someone stronger than him was meaningless.
"Your Majesty, what should we do next?"
Demon Emperor Daochen smiled faintly. "Next, we force them to relocate. Let's see what other tricks they can play. If they truly refuse to leave, they will likely have to expose their weaknesses."
This was what it meant to pull the firewood out from beneath the cauldron.
The more someone resisted a course of action, the more reason there was to pursue it.
Only by pressing against an opponent's bottom line could one find their weaknesses.
Moreover, the Demon Emperor understood one thing very clearly: whatever the