"The next Temple Alliance Leader had to be me!"
The moment Long Xingyu said that, Saint Moon was utterly startled.
She stared blankly in Long Xingyu's direction, completely caught off guard by his words.
She had originally thought that Long Xingyu intended to do what he had done in the previous election: fight for it himself, then continue supporting Yang Haohan as the Temple Alliance Leader for this term.
The Temple Alliance Leader could not be re-elected three times in a row, but could serve two consecutive terms. Yang Haohan was only in his first term now, so he still had one chance at re-election.
Saint Moon had thought Long Xingyu intended to preserve that opportunity.
Then he would run himself in the next election.
After all, with his strength, along with the Knight Temple's other two Divine Seal Knights, Long Tianyin and Han Zhige, his chances were quite high.
Not to mention that thirteen years from now, Long Haochen might be able to join them as well, given his potential as the Son of Light.
But she had not expected it.
He was actually running himself this term?
That wasn't like Long Xingyu at all!
"Does Old Yang know about this?" Saint Moon asked.
Old Yang naturally referred to Yang Haohan, the current Temple Alliance Leader.
Long Xingyu shook his head.
Saint Moon: "..."
So he had just suddenly decided this himself.
Still, Saint Moon did not find it particularly strange, nor did she feel that Yang Haohan had been wronged.
She was even happy for Yang Haohan.
During the previous tournament, Yang Haohan had even considered simply handing the position of Temple Alliance Leader to Long Xingyu, only for Long Xingyu to refuse.
If Long Xingyu had such intentions now, Yang Haohan would not be displeased. On the