Do You Agree?

If I hadn't run in a presidential election, hadn't I at least run for class representative?

Now that I wanted to become the alliance leader, a moving campaign speech was indispensable. Whether I could actually deliver on it later was another matter—first, I just had to make the promises and talk myself up as much as possible!

The effect of my speech was fairly good. My tone was sincere, and I placed myself in the position of a junior rather than acting high and mighty, which made many of the elders comfortable listening to me. Whether they agreed or not, at least they were no longer opposed to me running for alliance leader.

Besides, I had hit the nail on the head. Fairness and impartiality were what the elders of both sects cared about most. The people of Burning Flame Valley feared that once Wind Venerable and Venerable Yao became alliance leaders, they would harm Burning Flame Valley's interests for Starfall Pavilion's sake. The people of Starfall Pavilion worried about the same thing.

I belonged to neither sect, yet I had earned the trust of both. Many elders from Burning Flame Valley and Starfall Pavilion felt that I would not harm their interests.

"After all, he's Fire Young Master's sworn brother."

"Hehe, I heard he's quite close to Young Master Qingluan."

Many elders of the two sects thought so.

Wind Venerable's eyes lit up. Tang Zhen fell into thought, while Yao Lao became somewhat embarrassed and angry. Earlier, Xiao Yan had suggested that he become alliance leader, only for the elders of Burning Flame Valley to shower him with cold mockery and sarcasm. Why did nobody from Burning Flame Valley mock me when it was my turn?

Was he, the mighty Venerable Yao, inferior to a Five Star Dou Zong?!