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.

Roben's willing to take advantage of a junior, Aenar Temple would be humiliated even if they win."

challenge you for the throne after that! "No matter how much Harvey supports him, a mere outsider wouldn't be able to participate in

as if he had everything planned out, but he was instantly enraged after reminding himself of the constant

to Harvey in terms of

the others soon entered the guest

them, other than Amos's seven beads,

showed an odd gaze while he

he'd be able to reincarnate as the founder of the sect after uniting the Nine Eyed

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