Running a sect doesn't just take up a lot of time. You also have to be a master of diplomacy, constantly negotiating and arguing to secure benefits for the sect.
'What does that Song Wanning know about any of this?'
'And what do the other elders know?'
'The more arrogant they are now, the more they'll regret it later.'
'Without me, the Heavenly Inquiry Sect will only fall into decline.'
He Xiao had barely finished his grand pronouncement when the Second Elder could no longer stand it.
"Hah, Elder He, that's a bit much. What, you think you're the only one in the entire sect who knows how to run things?!"
"I, for one, refuse to accept that! I'm joining the election for Sect Master!"
"Me too!"
"Count me in!"
Several elders announced their candidacy one after another, none of them intimidated by He Xiao's threats.
It made him look like a complete clown...
Watching this scene unfold, He Xiao could no longer contain his rage and spat out a mouthful of blood.
