"I understand your optimism and determination, but that doesn't prove anything…" Warak sighed, somewhat disappointed that to not be convinced.
Still smiling, Bradok added, "And I doubt Oli will need to become a god to face you, Warak. What's your cultivation?"
"Early-god. It has been for thousands of years," the prefecture lord stated plainly, causing most everyone's bodies to seize up from the sheer shock.
"I bet, like his father Dioro, Oli would be able to take you on while one realm below, as a peak-king. And to prove the tenacity of us gorillas, how about a single exhibition match during dinner?" Bradok glanced at one of the subordinate kings in human form. "You. You're an early-king, right?"
Nodding, the man replied, "Yes. I was brought here under my seniors' guidance."
"You and I will fight. How's that sound, Warak? You seem to be a betting man, like myself."