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Once, in a small town at the edge of a dense forest, there lived two merchants, Banka and Daniel, who were once the best of friends. They traded together, shared meals, and laughed late into the night. However, a disagreement arose between them over a shipment of goods that was delayed. It started as a minor issue, but as time passed, misunderstandings and rumors fanned the flames, and their friendship turned into rivalry. The entire town knew of their quarrel. Some said Banka had shortchanged Daniel, while others whispered that Daniel was being unreasonable. The tension between them grew so intense that they could not stand the sight of each other. One day, in the bustling town square, Banka and Daniel crossed paths. The moment they saw each other, their eyes narrowed, and their bodies stiffened with anger. Both were carrying large crates of goods, and it seemed as though a confrontation was inevitable. The entire marketplace fell into a hush as onlookers watched, anticipating a fiery argument. Whispers filled the air as the townsfolk muttered amongst themselves, waiting for the inevitable clash. Among the crowd, an old man named Johnyco, known for his wisdom, stood by, observing quietly. Just as Banka began to open his mouth, a younger man, brash and full of pride, pushed his way through the crowd and shouted, "Banka! Don’t let him get away with this! Stand up for yourself and fight back!" His words echoed in the tense air, and some in the crowd began to murmur in agreement. It seemed like the situation was about to escalate. But Johnyco, with his calm demeanor, slowly walked towards the center of the commotion. "Never bring a knife where two people are arguing, but a thread and a needle," he said, his voice steady and full of conviction. "When two people are at loggerheads, the wise either observe or advise them, but the fool fans the flames to incite more trouble." The crowd turned to Johnyco, surprised by his words. The young man, now embarrassed, fell silent. Johnyco continued, "A wise person knows how to hold his tongue. He avoids assumptions and does not jump to conclusions without evidence. The wise stay quiet, even when hurt, while the foolish do ridiculous things without a second thought." His words hung in the air, and slowly, the crowd began to disperse, realizing that they had been adding fuel to the fire rather than helping. Banka and Daniel stood there, no longer surrounded by a mob, just the two of them in the quiet square. In that silence, the weight of Johnyco' words sank in. Banka, taking a deep breath, placed his crate on the ground and extended his hand. "We’ve been foolish, Daniel. This disagreement isn’t worth the loss of our friendship." Daniel, after a moment of hesitation, put his crate down as well and shook Banka’s hand. "You’re right. Let’s talk this through and put the past behind us." The two friends reconciled, and their bond, once frayed by misunderstandings, was stitched back together by wisdom, much like the thread and needle that Johnyco had spoken of. From that day on, the town learned an important lesson: real strength is not in harsh words or rash actions, but in the wisdom to stay calm and find a way to mend what’s been broken. The King Kong has spoken.