This year's Skin Promotion would officially begin at nine in the morning,
At that time, nine qualified candidates would gather inside Divine Skin Manor and undergo selection according to specific promotion rules. The final victor would become the First Gentleman.
Considering that this year's event adopted a half-open format never seen before,
The detailed rules of the promotion might also be adjusted, perhaps even changed substantially.
By around eight, quite a few people had already arrived at the manor ahead of time. They received a warm welcome from the clergy, enjoyed fresh fruit and fine wine in the hall, and waited for the promotion to begin.
On the streets and in the alleys of Zion City, quite a few storytellers skilled in language and technique had also appeared.
Once the promotion began, they would use the real-time written information they received to display their verbal talents in live performances. Some had even specially made nine puppets corresponding to the candidates, which would perform alongside their narration.
The higher the difficulty, the higher the fee,
Of course, plenty of people were willing to pay to watch. After all, this was the first public Gentleman's Assessment for the position of First Gentleman, and everyone wanted to know the candidates' true abilities.
Divine Skin Manor—second-floor foyer.
Wearing round glasses and sporting a simple, honest expression, Mandy was pushing Prophet Yuri's wheelchair while feeding Yuri small tomatoes and looking toward the other candidates and spectators in the hall.
"There are so many strong people here... Mr. Yuri, is that young man you think so highly of here?"
"He hasn't arrived yet. Judging from those who are here, do you have confidence, Mandy?"
"I don't know~ I haven't fought in a long time. I've almost forgotten the taste of slaughter. If there are all sorts