My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness novel Chapter 390

The Lotus Sect was the most powerful organization in the entire southwest. It had countless members, and many of them were elite fighters.

Its leader and elders were all Martial Saints. The Lotus Sect was considered unmatched in the southwest.

At the headquarters of the Lotus Sect in Grayvale, the powerful leader of the sect and some of its elders were gathered. On the throne were a couple.

The woman was charismatic and had the bearing of a queen.

The man looked slightly sinister and condescending.

They held positions that were above the typical masses of the Lotus Sect and could control them all.

They were Amara and Elijah Wyatt.

“Miss Amara, Mr. Elijah, the various martial forces of Grayvale have pledged themselves to us,” the leader of the Lotus Sect, Humbert Whittle, said and saluted. “Now, the Lotus Sect is the true master of the martial world in the southwest. We’re even more powerful than the Martial League branch here!”

“The Martial League branch in Grayvale is nothing. Their leader is only a ninth grade fighter. They’re insects,” Elijah said demeaningly.

“There’s no need to bother with them. We’re the ones who call the shots here. The Martial League wouldn’t dare to intervene.”

Elijah’s gaze was filled with ambition.

It was clear that he was still not satisfied with this.

‘The southwest is nothing. Sooner or later, I will stand at the peak of the martial world and be the most powerful person in the whole world!’ he thought to himself.

“Eli, I have now solidified my power in Grayvale. From now on, you can do anything you want,” Amara said dotingly to Elijah.

“Didn’t you want to take revenge on Dustin? Go do that. Humiliate him and make him suffer. I will do everything in my power to support you!”

Elijah smirked when he heard that.

The very best among them would also gain the title of the Dragon’s Successor and win a martial arts book.

When the news about this got out, there was immediately a lot of commotion.

Never mind the lavish rewards, the title of one of the top ten best fighters was enough to make many young fighters excited.

Martial artists under the age of thirty were at the height of their power. These fighters all wanted their names to be spread far and wide and honored by others in their generation.

To many, bringing glory to their names was much more important than any prize.

Soon, many people rushed to register for the competition.

Dustin did not currently know about the event. Even if he did, he would not be interested.

That was because he was leagues above the other martial artists of his generation.