They absolutely could not give up. If their fathers found out someday that they had once competed for this position, only to hand it over in the end because they could not beat the other side, wouldn't they be strung up and beaten?
Forbidden Void had only one principle: the fist. If you missed out on something because of your fist, or failed to settle something because of your fist, that was an absolute disgrace.
Anything that could be settled with fists was not a problem. If it was not settled, then your fist simply was not strong enough.
As long as strength was involved, losing meant being mocked for the rest of your life.
The four hulking men standing before Poison Venerable wore solemn expressions. They had originally thought the matter was secure, but now it seemed it was still not completely settled.
It looked like they would have to work even harder in the future. Otherwise, if they were replaced, that would be even more humiliating.
Their fathers would string them up and beat them.
"Enough. The rest of you, take up residence in Purple Sky City. Remember, do not cause trouble. You four, come with me."
After speaking, Poison Venerable entered Purple Sky City alone. The four hulking men behind him shot the other demons a smug look, then turned and quickly followed Poison Venerable.
Seeing the smug expressions on those four bastards' faces made the other demons grit their teeth in fury. Just wait. Once this is over and the Young Master returns to Forbidden Void to choose the group leaders again, I'll beat you until you're crawling all over the ground looking for your teeth.
The remaining demons also strode into Purple Sky City one after another, their incomparably muscular bodies held high.
With Poison