After bowing to Yi Heng, Hong Yi said to Tu He, "Yes. That way, victory and defeat will be clear at a glance, and no one will have any objections."
"You..." Yi Heng had not expected Hong Yi to insist on competing. His face turned ugly with anger, and for a moment, he could not speak.
Tu He gave Hong Yi a long look. Hong Yi's expression was calm, and he could see nothing unusual.
"Elders, what do you think?" Tu He asked the other Nine-Bag Elders.
They discussed it briefly, then chose the Elder of Martial Instruction, Xu Chou, to speak for them. "Since Hong Yi insists on deciding who becomes Chief through a contest, we shall do as he wishes. Chi Si, do you have any objections?"
"No. I will abide by whatever the elders decide," Chi Si hurriedly said.
This was a wonderful development for him. How could he possibly object? Even if their decision had been unfavorable to him, he would have found it difficult to argue. After all, he was not Chief yet.
Without a Chief, the eight great elders could decide almost all the Beggar Gang's important affairs.
Yi Heng turned his gaze elsewhere. He could not even be bothered to look at Hong Yi now. Hong Yi had truly broken his heart. For Hong Yi, this outcome undoubtedly meant handing the position of Chief to Chi Si on a platter.
"However..." Xu Chou's tone suddenly changed.
At those words, everyone's heart hung in suspense, especially Chi Si's. He grew even more nervous. Could there be another complication?
"Given Hong Yi's current injuries, holding the contest immediately would hardly be fair. Wouldn't you agree?" Xu Chou asked.
Everyone present nodded. They all knew that.
Tu He frowned. What Xu Chou had suddenly said was