The honor and fame of top-tier Trainers mainly came from two sources. One was achieving outstanding rankings in major competitions; the other was making contributions to the people of a region and the Pokémon League.
The former spread faster and reached a wider audience, but its popularity could usually only last for a while—unless one rose to become an Elite Four member or Champion.
After all, there were new winners every year, and new husbands every month.
The latter, meanwhile, endured far longer. Accomplishments and contributions did not fade with time. Instead, they were mentioned again and again, inspiring gratitude and admiration in people's hearts.
Therefore, aside from the slight thrill of Bullying Weaklings, Sato was not particularly excited about defeating the new Pseudo-Elite Four Tournament champion.
In the VIP Room, Sinnoh Branch President Dowashi was watching the match alongside Champion Shiping, his face wreathed in smiles.
Watching Sato defeat Sinnoh's Zhengxi with absolute superiority, he showed no displeasure whatsoever. Instead, he showered Sato with praise.
"Brother Shiping, it's all thanks to your dedicated training. That kid Sato has limitless potential!"
Shiping glanced at Dowashi beside him. It didn't take a guess to know what little scheme the man had in mind. Wasn't it simply that he desired my body and wanted me to stay by his side?
But honestly, although Shiping had silently guarded Sinnoh for decades, his impression of the Sinnoh Alliance had always been fairly average.
It was not because he had been treated coldly during his time in the wooden house. Rather, he had not been from Sinnoh to begin with. He had only started this long vigil because of his teacher's dying wish.
At the beginning, Shiping had not been without resentment and unwillingness. He did not dare blame his teacher, so he could only