If a "king" isn't established, they'll just keep fighting whenever they get the chance, even if we force them apart this time.
Unless the two groups are permanently isolated in different enclosures, but that would destroy the troop's social structure. It would also be a waste of the mixed-species environment Xianlai so carefully crafted and would go against the principle of letting animals exhibit their natural behaviors.
With this in mind, Yang Qi spoke up. "Everyone, hold on. Don't go in just yet."
"What? Director, if we don't stop this, something bad is going to happen!" Zhang Dahua exclaimed anxiously.
"Look at how they're fighting."
Yang Qi's eyes were glued to the enclosure as he calmly explained, "It's fierce, but they're holding back. They're mostly using their claws and teeth for intimidation and scratching, and ramming with their bodies. They aren't attacking any vital areas."
"This is a standard battle for the title of Monkey King!"
