"Clan Leader Shouzhe, we are willing to pledge ourselves to the Wang Clan!"
The Kun elders, parched by a long drought, had been completely won over by the grand vision Wang Shouzhe had painted. Their eyes shone as they eagerly voiced their support.
"This is not pledging yourselves to us. It is mutual benefit and win-win cooperation." Wang Shouzhe solemnly corrected them. "Our Wang Clan will sign a contract with the Sacred Kun Clan. Together, we will run the Sky Lake fish-farming industry and share its profits. Should either side violate the contract, they will be punished!"
As soon as those words were spoken, the Kun Clan became even more willing.
Elder Shengxian Kun looked pleadingly at Dao Lord Hongzhen. "My lord, for the sake of the million years our Sacred Kun Clan has diligently served the Dao Palace, please leave us a path to survival and return the Sacred Kun Pearl to our clan~"
"Please grant us a path to survival, Dao Lord," the Kun elders begged in unison.
Even with the Primordial Dao Lord's thick skin, he found it hard to bear at this point. Helplessly, he said, "Since the Sacred Kun Clan wishes to seek its own path, our Dao Palace naturally supports it. I will write back to the Dao Palace and have the Sacred Kun Pearl returned to your clan."
Once he had said that, the Primordial Dao Lord's heart ached terribly. This meant that not only would he lose his Kun, but future generations of Dao Lords would have no Kun either!
At that thought, he could not help shooting Wang Shouzhe a fierce glare.
Ever since he had come to the Wang Clan, nothing good had happened to him. Today, he got fleeced once; tomorrow, he got fleeced again. If he stayed any