Chapter 347 The Looming Disaster
“Whether it’s the Ashcrofts or the Florians, I have what it takes to make you all bow to me!”
As Leander’s words fell, the wind on the mountain stirred, and the clouds gathered. Wesley’s eyes flickered, clearly astonished.
In that instant, Leander seemed like a giant to him, standing tall atop Eastvale Mountain. Wesley narrowed his eyes, then snapped back to reality and shook his head.
“Leander, it’s been nine years, and you’re still as ambitious as ever!”
He stood shoulder to shoulder with Leander, gazing down from above. But his mind didn’t waver–he still stood by his decisions.
“Ambition is one thing, but strength is another. No matter how confident you are, reality is still reality. You said you can overcome those obstacles with ease, and that you have the power to make both the Florians and the Ashcrofts bow to you. Your words sound bold enough, but what gives you the right to make them bow and approve of you being with Daphne?
“Forget about Ethan. In terms of ability, you might not even be as strong as Rodrick, so how are you supposed to make the Florian and Ashcroft families yield?”
Leander looked up at the sky, a small smile on his lips.
“Mr. Florian, since you’re asking what I’m capable of, I should ask you this: what exactly do you need from me before you’ll agree to let me be with Daphne?”
“There’s no need for formality between us. Just lay out your conditions.”
“Oh?” Wesley’s gaze lifted, a bit surprised.
Nine years had passed, and the brilliant talent Leander once had was nowhere to be found. Wesley could no longer sense any remarkable martial gift in him. When their hands met earlier, Wesley had quietly checked for any sign of inner energy fluctuations–but there was nothing. All that remained was a silence as still as a quiet lake,
So, he wondered where Leander’s confidence was coming from. After a pause, he spoke up, his voice ringing out across the mountaintop.
“Well then, since you’re so proud, I’ll just be straight with you. In two weeks, the four major elite families of Highcliffe will hold their martial assembly at Southern Ocean. Everyone from the four families will be there, young and old alike. If you want to be with Daphne, you’ll have to defeat all the other young martial artists and take first place at the assembly. If you can do that, I’ll allow Daphne to marry you. How about it?”
Leander stood there, and for a second, a strange look flashed across his face.
Seeing that, Wesley thought Leander was stumped by the condition and shook his head inwardly.
“Leander, don’t blame me for being too harsh. If you want to marry Daphne, you at least need to be the best among Highcliffe’s young martial artists. Otherwise, how can you possibly protect her?”
Leander suddenly turned back and let out a quiet laugh.
“Mr. Florian. I don’t think your condition is too harsh. If anything, it seems a bit too easy.”
I’m number one on the Astria Power Index, far ahead of anyone else on the list. My opponents are international now–Transcendent Realm is just the starting point. I can even go head–to–head with world–class dark forces like the Arbitration Office and come out on top.
And now you want me to compete against Ethan, Tycen, and the rest of the young martial artists? That’s like an adult picking on little kids.
Forget Ethan and the others–even Gareth and Wesley, the best martial artists in Astria, wouldn’t last more than a few moves against me. Honestly, this condition means nothing to me.
“Easy?”
Wesley gave a cold snort.
“Leander, it’s been 9 years. You haven’t made much progress in your cultivation, but you sure have gotten a lot sharper with your words!”
With a wave of his sleeve, he started down the mountain.
I’ve said what I needed to say. If you really do win first place at the martial assembly, I’ll support your marriage to Daphne all the way. I’ll even personally go to the Ashcroft family to break off Daphne’s engagement to Ethan and help you both get together.
“But if you fail, you’ll leave Daphne for good and never bother her again. If you don’t, I’ll not let
it slide!”
Leander slipped one hand into his pocket and spoke coolly.

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