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It was more important to take a not entirely probable success versus a relatively certain failure.

"What did you say?" The man stepped forward.

The air changed as his expression crumpled in rage. His aura became more aggressive and savage.

"I respect you. I'm asking for you to respect my power," Rui replied. "Are you a warrior who cannot sense the truth?"

Rui waved around. "Because the truth is clear to everyone except you. Any warrior can see this is as plain as day."

The man followed the gesture as he looked around.

Their expressions were clear.

According to Rui's senses, he probably was a grade-six Martial Artist at most. His own projected power was leagues superior. The man-made eye-contact with his fellow tribesmen as his expression turned sour.

"We come in peace," Rui replied. "We respect your strength,"

He paused, before turning to all of them. "We respect all of your power. That is why they sent someone as powerful as me."

He gestured to himself. "We came to the G'ak'arkan Tribe because its proud and powerful warriors are the most powerful warriors of the entire island."

Had he been conversing with a trained diplomat, or even a normal Martial Artist of modern society, none of them would have fallen for flattery that shamelessly obvious.

even the age-old classics of communication and manipulation tactics would be utterly useless against people

for the warriors of the G'ak'arkan Tribe with no culture of refined communication, no education in

course, they weren't too stupid, but Rui's words had clearly spoken to all of them and had tickled their pride in the process. Still, that

before pausing. "But, just as we have given you the respect that all of you mighty warriors deserve, we deserve the respect of speaking

the old man was a lot more

pride, harness it,) Rui smiled

as he opened his mouth to respond,

two Martial Squire bodyguards

lord," All of the Martial Squires bowed deeply in the presence of

bit quickly crawled to a freezing halt

Rui smiled unchangingly as he bore the mental pressure that the man unscrupulously had thrown all over

on him than he ever did

('Martial Senior,')

time that he had seen the mental force of the Martial Senior laid and bared

Colonel Geringan nor Senior Ceeran had demonstrated their own prowess to him

Suddenly, the pressure disappeared.

respect. "He is stronger than all of you, and we will not leave him with someone not fit. No one in the

feel that the older Martial

did not

Senior had already overridden his authority and control with the discussion with the diplomatic team of outsiders that had approached

first objective, achieved,')

G'ak'arkan Tribe was to enter diplomatic talks with one of the three Martial Seniors of the G'ak'arkan Tribe. The Martial Squires were pawns or, at best,

to obtain what he wanted, the Martial Seniors were the only ones who had the influence and power to