?


    Mona stood akimbo, smiling smugly too. "Hmph. It really was nothing."


    On the other hand, Sanne was scowling but unable to say a word.


    Even if she wanted to use Mr. Zoran of siding with Frank, saying something like that now would only humiliate her the man would never have the balls to y favorites now!


    "That brat is... scary."


    While everyone from Thousand Isles Guild were silent, Tijil stared at Mona as he murmured beside Ivo. "Even I misjudged her. She''s not just aplished in the martial arts, but she has also received advanced guidance... and I also detect a hint of geomantics."


    "Geomantics?"


    The term left most members of Thousand Isles Guild confused, while Tijil snorted. "Hmph. It''s abination of Draconian traditional divination arts and geomancy and boasts unthinkable might. Some even said that it''s a subpar immortal art that ancient sages left behind."


    Tijil obviously knew much about geomantics and was staring fixedly at Mona, "And she has most likely just used it."


    Ivo pursed his lips in turn. "Doesn''t that mean she''s cheating?"


    "No."


    Tijil shook his head as he exined quietly, "It''s a form of martial arts too, practiced by the leaders of Cloudnine Sect and Haply Hall."


    Nheless, while Tijil was busy conversing with the members of Thousand Isles Guild, Frank turned toward Mr. Zoran. "Well? Can you announce that I''ve won?"


    As the judge, Mr. Zoran naturally could not y favorites, and he nced awkwardly at Sanne.


    He certainly remembered her boasting and knew that she would be kowtowing in apology if he announced Frank''s victory.


    And seeing that things were getting


    weird, Mr. Zoran shed an


    awkward smile at Frank. "Why don''t


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    we just put this past us? You''re losing nothing, and it won''t do it this dispute gets out of hand. Should


    Thousand Isles Guild press me-"


    "What, do you think that I''m so easily bullied or that I''m afraid of Thousand Isles Guild''s revenge?"


    Frank glowered at Mr. Zoran''s attempt to pacify the situation. "Winning''s winning! If she can''t take the loss, then she shouldn''t have betted against us! She''d just embarrass herself!"


    "Well said!"


    That was when Tijil strode out, ncing briefly at the silent Sanne before turning toward Frank.


    "There''s nopromise when it et


    comes to winning and losing, and the Thousand Isles Guild is not so despicable that we''d refuse to concede...


    "That being said, Mr. Lawrence, surely that was just an opening act with the kids? Shouldn''t we Ascendant-ranked elites test each other too?"


    "Is that so?"


    Frank narrowed his eyes at Tijil, since he was finally stepping up.


    "The name is Tijil Stam, and I''m the majordomo of Thousand Isles Guild."


    Tijil smiled as he introduced himself. "I''m sure you''re someone special judging from your appearance, and I itch to receive some pointers. Surely you would afford me the honor, Mr. Lawrence?"


    Nheless, Frank understood Tijil''s attention.


    Since Sanne had been defeated as a representative of Thousand Isles Guild, Tijil had to step up as an elder.