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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.

Rui and Carl came to the agreement that even the age-old classics of communication and manipulation tactics would be utterly useless against people extremely aware of such

with no culture of refined communication, no education in the field, and almost no experience in negotiating with genuine

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,

powerful Martial Tribe on Vilun Island," Rui nodded, before pausing. "But, just as we have given you the respect that

time, the old man was a lot

pride, harness it,) Rui smiled

opened his mouth

exerted itself on every sentient being. If not for the two Martial Squire bodyguards that

Squires bowed deeply

bit quickly crawled to a freezing

Rui smiled unchangingly as

put on

('Martial Senior,')

force

to him in their talks. Rui never bothered asking, but

Suddenly, the pressure disappeared.

man 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 is

that

did

control with the discussion

achieved,')

Tribe was to enter diplomatic talks with one of the three Martial Seniors of

what he wanted, the Martial Seniors were the only ones who had the influence and power to make a decision such as trading the