Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 1763

The tide turned in an instant. The equilibrium shattered, and the Frost and FlAlliance's defeat was inevitable.

In Solar Group seats, Sunny couldn't help but marvel, "Quintus, your brother-in-law has an incredible sense of the bigger picture. He knows exactly where to stabilize first and where to break through. His command is spot-on! He's a master strategist!"

"Haha! Why else would my exceptional sister choose him? Certainly not for his clueless charm!" Quintus laughed heartily. He added with mock arrogance, "He's excellent compared to most, but he's still got a ways to go before he reaches my level!"

Sunny rolled his eyes. If there were a contest for shamelessness, the Solar Group would surely have a high chance of winning! As the match drew to a close, Rhett stood up, clearly uninterested in watching further.

He didn't even intend to participate in the upcoming matches of the Ophanim Clan. With the of Xan, Falcon, and Anna, plus the other Ophanim Clan fighters, they could easily crush the competition without his help He once again acknowledged Emmanuel's talent. While his martial prowess might not eclipse Xarri's, his strategic vision and tactical prowess likely surpassed him. Moreover, he realized Emmanuel had been fighting injured from the start. While this might ensure a win, it would never have had the profound effect they saw now.

Emmanuel's intent was clear: to use the battle to foster trust and camaraderie within the Black Wolf Team.

Emmanuel could unite all factions on Dark Night Islands to trust and fight alongside each

of the Frost and FlAlliance had already surrendered,

Quell might kill Albin, which would turn the Frost and FlAlliance into bitter enemies of the

halted at Albin's throat, her gaze colder than ice. "We lost. Do as you wish," Albin said defiantly, his head held high, ready to face whatever

you without hesitation," Quell said coolly, but then she withdrew her hand and turned away. "But

Albin processed Quell's cold demeanor, he saw Emmanuel approach with

he said warmly, extending his hand to

visibly moved by his gesture. No one had ever voiced such a slogan before, let alone invited him to join. This leader of the

a desperate struggle! The glory

to stir the competitive spirits of those present, causing

as spectators. As they watched

Emmanuel was awakening more