Du Yu's mouth slowly fell open as he listened to the Flame Emperor.
He had caught several crucial pieces of information in those words.
Xingtian and Chiyou were actually brothers?
Everything Zhurong had done was meant to help Xingtian leave the tribe?
Zhurong chimed in, "Nameless One, I've now impersonated the Yellow Emperor's men and attacked the village several times, but the Elder Ancestor and I understand that even so, the tribespeople won't all march out with you against the Xuanyuan Clan. After all, 'peace' is the most precious thing we have now. If you go alone, you can both steady the hearts of the Jiang Tribe and fulfill your wish..."
"I understand all of it. Father Chief Zhurong, Elder Ancestor, you needn't say any more," Xingtian said solemnly. "I'm already deeply grateful that you've helped create a 'justification' for me like this. I've considered every possible consequence and prepared myself for them."
Hearing this, the Flame Emperor stepped forward and personally helped him to his feet, then asked, "Nameless, no matter when you plan to leave, you must remember to say goodbye to Houtu."
"Say goodbye?" Xingtian froze, not understanding what the Flame Emperor meant.
Seeing Xingtian's puzzled expression, Zhurong could not help sighing. "Nameless One, my granddaughter Houtu has always had a knot in her heart: when my son Gonggong left, he never said goodbye to her. From then on, she could only grow up without a father, and she became afraid of losing anyone. So whenever you decide to leave, you must say goodbye to her."
"I understand, Father Chief Zhurong. Before I leave, I'll be sure to say goodbye to everyone in the tribe," Xingtian said with a nod.
Zhurong looked mildly angry at his reply. "Nameless One, do you really not understand, or are you