Xu Xian gave him a look with a hint of a smile. "In theory, yes. But you need to understand that the Void Post Station's Enforcement Elder election is essentially a redistribution of internal power, not a settling of scores between mortal enemies. If you really kill those three in the competition, you might intimidate the petty troublemakers, but you'd also offend three Special Grade Station Masters at once."
"They might not openly do anything to you, but the obstacles and dirty tricks they throw at you behind the scenes would be enough to give you endless headaches. More importantly, the Void Post Station's higher-ups wouldn't want to see that happen either. After all, they need an Enforcement Elder who can maintain order and balance the various factions, not a brute who only knows how to kill."
Xu Xiaoling added, "Exactly. Stop once you've made your point. Stripping them of their ability to compete and making them recognize the gap is more valuable than killing them outright. Of course, if they refuse to see sense and insist on going for the kill, you don't have to hold back either. The Void Post Station has plenty of rules, but it also respects strength above all else. No one will say anything if you act in self-defense."
Yun Che rubbed his chin, committing their words to memory. He wasn't reckless, and naturally understood the problem with making too many enemies. But he certainly wouldn't become timid just because his opponents had powerful backers.
"Understood. Don't worry, I know where to draw the line." He paused, then changed the subject. "By the way, what format does the Enforcement Elder election tournament follow? Surely it isn't just one big free-for-all?"
Xu Xian leaned back onto the couch, returning to his languid posture. "Of course