Unworthy of His Position, Devoured by It Instead

As the only city to be overrun by Team Rocket, Olivine Gym could not escape blame.

But since its Gym Leader, Tieyi, was already dead, the Pokémon League could not publicly hold Olivine Gym too accountable out of respect for the deceased.

But if Olivine Gym could not select a convincing new Gym Leader within a short period of time, many people would surely scramble to swallow up this juicy prize.

The seasoned and shrewd Bassho had already realized Olivine Gym's crisis before falling unconscious. When he woke up and saw Sato, he chose him with almost no hesitation.

In his opinion, Sato's future was limitless. He was an exceptionally high-quality thigh to cling to.

Because he was young, he would not be like certain old men within the Pokémon League, greedy like maggots with black hearts.

And with his delicate, pitiful granddaughter Jasmine thrown into the mix, if Sato truly intended to annex Olivine Gym, his conscience would probably not allow it.

Thinking this, Bassho suddenly felt that even the pain of choking on the poisonous smoke had eased considerably.

Ah, I really am an old clever ghost!

"Senior... Senior?" Sato lightly patted Bassho, whose eyes were vacant, and thought to himself that the poisonous smoke had damaged the man's brain.

"Ah! Go on..." Bassho was jolted awake from his fantasies by Sato, and his old face could not help but flush red.

"Senior, when did you arrive here?" Sato did not dwell on it. Seeing that he was fine, he then directly asked.

Bassho had only just awakened, so he naturally did not know very clearly. Meanwhile, his eldest grandson beside him had been beaten senseless by him and sat dumbfounded on the floor without saying a word.

"Brother Moyan, Team Rocket began attacking the city just after