Harvey York's Rise to Power

Amos squinted at the guest hall in front of him.

"A battle of wits does fit the sect's habits. It'd be a lot easier for the populace to accept it, too.

"In reality, we might not be able to win through martial arts alone. That's why we can't let down our guard. Right. Who's going to challenge US tonight anyway?" "I heard Master Roben would probably show up himself," Serval said quietly. "He's the best debater in the Smalt Sect; we might just lose if he challenges US. Should we make preparations here?" Amos was in deep thought for a moment.

"No need. Since the Aenar Temple's planning to send Master Roben, all we need to do is stop him from showing up.

"Tell everyone that we won't prepare any of the monks this time.

"I'll join the battle myself.

of a junior, Aenar Temple would be humiliated even if they

have the face to even challenge you for the throne after that! "No matter how much Harvey supports him, a mere outsider wouldn't be able to participate in the battle anyway!" "Send word that I'll be participating in person. I want to see the people's faces at the Aenar Temple."

but he was instantly enraged after reminding himself of the constant

it weren't for the fact that he was completely inferior to Harvey in terms of combat strength, he wouldn't even cup with such

others soon entered the guest hall.

them, other than Amos's seven beads, even the extremely important One-Eyed and Nine-Eyed Bead were there as

while

sect after uniting the