As the words were spoken, the faces of the people present changed slightly.
Of course, they also had this idea, but at this time Ethan Smith was too strong, so strong that it made them unable to harbor any thoughts of being his enemy.
Moreover, they were not fools, and they could tell that Dominic Taylor was obviously trying to use them.
"Each of the Mystic Realms can send a Martial Saint to kill Ethan Smith, it's not a difficult task." Dominic Taylor tapped on the tabletop as he spoke.
"If you don't act today, you will undoubtedly become a thorn in Ethan Smith's side in the future, and by then, there will be no one to help you."
The crowd fell silent, seemingly struggling with their decision.
Dominic Taylor snorted lightly and said, "I can guarantee to everyone that if I become the president, I will distribute all the resources to each of the Mystic Realms, everyone will get a share!"