neither will I go to the wilderness with you." And he went home again.
At sunset the king came home. The other chickens had saved the best roosting place for him; but he was angry because none of them had been willing to go to the wilderness with him, and he fought first with one and then with another.
He was a mighty warrior, and therefore none of them could stand up against him. And he pulled the feathers out of many of the flock.
At last the chickens said, "We will not serve this king any longer. We will leave this place. If Hong-Mo will not give us another home, we will stay in the vegetable garden. We will do that two or three nights, and see if she will not give us another place to live."
So the next day, when Hong-Mo waited at sunset for the chickens to come home, the king was the only one who came.
And she asked the king, "Where are all my chickens?"
But he was proud and angry, and said, "They are of no use in the world. I would not care if they always stayed away."
Hong-Mo answered, "You are not the only chicken in the world. I want the others to come back. If you drive them all away, you will surely see trouble."
