The two brothers were still discussing the issue, but it seemed they hadn't reached a conclusion.
Having supported each other for so many years, sharing meals and sleep, and going through thick and thin together, they know each other very well.
They generally know what kind of personality someone has, so they can guess what the other person is thinking and making choices.
Unfortunately, even so, we still face the same problem.
Even when faced with a question on which the other person clearly knows the answer, the two still insist on arguing.
Perhaps this is what it means to be fellow disciples.
The outcome of this dispute is quite obvious, and the result is also obvious.
Wu Er wins, Xiao Mingmu loses.
After talking for a while, it turned out to be true.
Xiao Mingmu looked somewhat displeased, but he didn't say anything more. After standing there for a long time, he finally spoke up: "Senior brother, you're right..."
After uttering those somewhat powerless words, Xiao Mingmu made yet another compromise.
This is not the first time we've compromised, nor will it be the last.
Before long, Xiao Mingmu would come up with another way to persuade Wu Er.
Unable to persuade Wu Er, Xiao Mingmu turned and left, as he had many things to attend to.
Before we can convince our senior brother, we still have these things to do.
"I wonder how much longer I'll be busy with this kind of thing..." Xiao Ming rubbed his eyes. "I wonder if it will take hundreds of years?"
These were self-deprecating words, but unfortunately they later became true.
Seeing his second junior brother leave, Wu Er breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew his fellow students were exhausted, having barely rested these past few days and constantly busy.
He felt guilty towards these children he had watched grow up, because if he were more capable, these children wouldn't have to work so hard.
Unfortunately, Wu Er wasn't as capable as he had imagined.
Even if he tries his best, there are limits to human strength.
All that Wu Er doesn't do... cough, wrong channel.
After sitting on the big rock for a while, feeling that I had rested enough, I decided to look around.
On the surface, Pengshan seems quite harmonious, but there are quite a few conflicts within it. After all, the human and demon races are sworn enemies, and now that they live together, there will inevitably be a lot of friction.
These frictions are something that Wu Er needs to handle.
Most of the people and demons who fled were not highly skilled in cultivation.
Those with high cultivation levels are either demons with their own territories or high-ranking members of major and minor sects.
Even in the face of such a disaster, it would not have much of an impact on them. Moreover, given the arrogance of these "strongmen," they would never be willing to live under someone else's roof.
In this place, Wu Er, a Nascent Soul cultivator, is the strongest fighter.
He mediated all the frictions in Pengshan, and he played the "bad guy" many times. After all, absolute fairness is impossible, so he could only ensure that the relationship between the two tribes was relatively stable.
Because maintaining stability within Pengshan is more important than absolute fairness; otherwise, this refuge would cease to be a refuge and become a battlefield for refugees.
Suddenly, Wu Er remembered a line from a famous TV series about the corrupt official Heshen from his previous life:
Are disaster victims human beings?
If it were the old Wu Er, he would have definitely denied it outright, but now... well, that's hard to say.
"A fight has broken out!"
Just as Wu Er was strolling around, he suddenly heard this sound.
Upon hearing these four words, Wu Er immediately looked up.
Many human cultivators and a considerable number of demons were seen heading in the same direction.
Both the humans and the demons looked excited, as if they were there to watch the excitement.
Cough, Wu Er can't go watch the excitement.
This is a fight. Fights among disaster victims are not uncommon, but they cannot be dealt with casually.
In particular, the conflict between humans and demons must be handled properly, otherwise it can easily turn from a conflict between a human and a demon into a conflict between two races.
"I'm going to be busy again."
Wu Er muttered something under his breath, then quickly caught up with them. The sooner this kind of thing was stopped, the better.
Beyond the group of people who rushed over to watch the show, one could already sense the restless spiritual energy around them.
The location of the conflict was also known: it was in front of a mountain wall, which was full of caves dug by the demon race.
Demons, especially lesser demons with low cultivation levels, are extremely fond of living in caves.
At this moment, in front of this mountain wall, one can see several people and several demons facing each other.
"This spring water should be shared, why should you have it all to yourself!"
"Hmph, you didn't get a spot, we were here first, so we got it! And you think you're right for being late!"
The sound of arguing could be heard, and a crowd of people and demons gathered around.
These people are all here to watch the excitement. It seems that not only humans, but even demons enjoy watching a spectacle.
Even though they had just fled and endured so much hardship, they still enjoyed watching the spectacle; what a despicable trait.
Moreover, those who watch the spectacle often seem to enjoy making things worse, and some even like to fan the flames, always making things even bigger.
Is it big?
"Hey, let's get this going. What's the point of just talking?"
With expressions of indifference, they all stood by and made sarcastic remarks.
No one tried to break up the fight; the onlookers wore a variety of expressions, as if they hoped the fight would break out.
Angry people are often more easily influenced by those around them.
Especially the negative impacts.
A single harsh word can ignite the entire evil thought within one's heart.
The humans and demons who were facing off had just been exchanging insults, but after someone fanned the flames, they all stopped cursing, stretched their bodies, and began to adjust their state, looking like they were about to fight.
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