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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.

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

culture of refined communication, no education in

stupid, but Rui's words had clearly spoken to all of them and had tickled their pride in the process. Still, that didn't make them chummy with the outsiders, however, their hostility had

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

old man was a lot

harness it,) Rui

opened his mouth to

every sentient being. If not for the two Martial Squire bodyguards that gave them mental protection with their own

bowed deeply in the presence of the newly arrived

bit quickly crawled to a freezing

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

put on him than he

('Martial Senior,')

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

Geringan nor Senior Ceeran had demonstrated their own prowess to him in their talks. Rui never bothered asking, but

Suddenly, the pressure disappeared.

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

Rui could feel that the older Martial Squire did

it did not

his authority and control with the discussion with the diplomatic team of outsiders that had approached their

first objective, achieved,') Rui

talks with one of the

the Martial Seniors were the only ones who had the influence and power to make a decision such as trading the Martial techniques