Admitting Defeat

The eyes of the Mistress of the Temple and the Lord of the Saint Temple met, but neither of them said a word to the other.

However, everyone present felt the terrible fluctuations spreading across the atmosphere from both parties, as though it was an invisible fight.

"Since everyone is here, can the election of the Saint Lady's husband begin?" said someone from the Wang Clan. It was the elder of the clan, who was somewhat dissatisfied with the overbearing manner of the Saint Temple.

"Slow down!" A voice rang out loudly.

Everyone was surprised. Zhao Tianyin from the Saint Temple was the one who spoke.

This was the second time that the election ceremony of the Saint Lady's husband was interrupted.

The Mistress of the Temple asked, "Does anyone have any objections?"

"There is one more candidate who is not here yet," Zhao Tianyin said as he glanced around.

Hearing these words, everyone present suddenly realized that they were true.