She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart-Chapter 954: Treated as a Joke

All the big shots have always treated the Tribunal as a joke.

Allowing the Tribunal to participate in the Martial Arts Conference was not to support them, but to watch the spectacle.

Once they had their fill of amusement, the division of territories not only excluded the Tribunal, but there were repeated attempts to extort money from them.

This left the Tribunal in an increasingly embarrassing predicament, and it’s said that their leader was so poor he even sold his house and had to rent a place to live.

Rental...

Any leader with some ability has assets in hand, and no matter what, they wouldn’t rent such a shabby house.

But it was this very joke that found its turning point this time.

During the territory division, Leader Lune of the Celestial Alliance actually gave the territories in hand to the Tribunal, and soon the Hades Clan and The Dark Tower followed suit.

The combined territories of these three made up about twenty percent of the benefits this time.

It sounds odd, but it’s essential to note that almost fifty different forces participated this time.

More importantly, this twenty percent of territory was almost the best location.

The President of the Tribunal was dumbfounded, as were others, who couldn’t understand what Celestial Alliance, The Dark Tower, and the Hades Clan intended.

Could it be that after so many years, they hadn’t had enough of the joke and feared that next time the Tribunal could no longer afford to participate in the Martial Arts Conference, so they decided to make a donation?

Though this conclusion seemed absurd, there appeared to be no other explanations besides this whimsical idea.

As the Martial Arts Conference concluded, the joke spread to other places, and after the laughter subsided, it seemed little else remained.

Of course, not everyone thought this way, as some astute big shots began to sniff out a different scent.

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At this moment, at the Celestial Alliance.

Lune led the President of the Martial Arbitration Council inside.

He was a man over fifty, with silver strands in his hair and wrinkles on his face, appearing older than his actual age, but his long breath and stable posture clearly marked him as a formidable martial artist.

Upon seeing Raina North and Elias Hawthorne, he immediately clasped his hands in gratitude and said, "Many thanks to Alliance Leader Rivers and Lord of the Dark Tower for your help. On behalf of the Tribunal, I will forever remember your assistance. If you have any commands, I will not decline."

"President Yates, there’s no need to be so polite. I naturally have my reasons for helping the Tribunal this time."

President Yates was not surprised to hear Raina’s words. He solemnly looked at Raina and said, "Alliance Leader Rivers is too kind. Please speak straight if there’s anything you need, as long as it doesn’t violate the principles of the Tribunal, I won’t refuse."

Raina raised an eyebrow, "What if my request does violate the Tribunal’s principles?"

"Then I can only beg Alliance Leader Rivers for leniency."

"Leniency... If I still don’t want to be lenient, what would you do?" Raina said casually, "President Yates, you should know that if you refuse again, I might get angry. You’ve probably heard about my temper, I don’t like being refused."

As Raina finished speaking, the aura around Elias Hawthorne surged, creating an overwhelming pressure.

President Yates broke out in a cold sweat, with his back drenched, yet his attitude remained composed as he clasped his hands and said, "I can only apologize. Alliance Leader Rivers, if you’re truly dissatisfied, you may take back your generosity. I believe others will be willing to assist with your matters."

As he spoke, President Yates felt a deep sense of desolation and discomfort in his heart.

Even as he stood firm in his belief that he was not wrong, the repeated setbacks over the years left him with a feeling of disheartenment.