Maxine continued. “The only eighth-rank grandmaster we know of is the Great Patriarch of the Blithe family. They’re demonstrating great ambition and will definitely attend this conference. If the Blithes are part of the Gu Sect, that’ll be troublesome for us.”
Maxine was worried.
James had no supporters.
It was not feasible for James to face an entire faction all on his own.
“It’s no big deal. The King will lend me a hand if the situation turns dire. After all, it’s a battle between two factions and not mine alone.”
“I’m relieved, but…”
Maxine glanced at Jams and said, “If the eighth-rank grandmaster doesn’t attend, then the Great Grandmaster will be selected from the seventh-ranked grandmasters. You’ve already stepped into the sixth rank, and with your Invincible Body Siddhi, you have a chance of standing against a seventh-rank grandmaster. There’s a real possibility of you winning the title of the Great Grandmaster. Even if you don’t fight for it, you still have to…”
“What do I still have to do?” James looked at Maxine and cocked his brow.
“You’ll have to sabotage the conference,” Maxine smirked.
“Now, with everything laid out, we need someone to sabotage the conference so it can’t proceed smoothly.”
“Oh, what’s your plan?”
“I don’t have one yet. I’ll have to see how everything unfolds first.”
James and Maxine discussed the details of their plan in the Emperor’s mansion.
Meanwhile, Madelyn arrived in the Capital and made her way to an independent suburb courtyard to look for Mr. Gabriel.
“Mr. Gabriel, the situation has changed. The King may be planning to take action soon.”
Madelyn looked at the middle-aged man warming himself by the fire with a worried look on her face.
Mr. Gabriel asked calmly, “What did you hear, pray tell?”
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