Destined Entwining: Capturing My Devoted Beau

Chapter 905: Chapter 445: Who Are You? (First Update)

The master of ceremonies on the circular stage was asked until he was red-faced and flustered.

He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and stuttered a bit, saying, "... but this rule, even though not written down, is something we’ve always followed..."

"Always? How long is always?" Lawrence Winters held the microphone for easy communication with participating Daoists and directly addressed the master of ceremonies on stage, "Can you specify exactly how long?"

The master of ceremonies, somewhat annoyed, said, "How should I remember? Anyway, it’s always been this way! The last Grand Champion didn’t have to participate in the preliminary rounds!"

Lawrence Winters chuckled twice, looked around at the Daoists nearby, and said, "Fellow practitioners, I don’t know how many Celestial Path Sect World Cup Grand Champion tournaments you’ve participated in, but from what I know of the historical records of past tournaments, skipping the preliminary round and entering directly into the first round has only been the rule since the last tournament."

"In other words, it hasn’t always been this rule!"

"This rule is only four years old!" Lawrence turned his gaze back to the face of the master of ceremonies on stage, smiling, "So, in our Celestial Path Sect World Cup Grand Champion tournament, this rule hasn’t always existed. Furthermore, since it’s not written down, it hasn’t been approved by the Elder Council. So, can’t we demand that the last Grand Champion also participate in the preliminary rounds?"

"After all, except for the winners of the last two tournaments, all previous Grand Champions participated in the preliminaries."

"Is it possible that since these tournaments only happen once every four years, those who competed twelve years ago have already given up competing?"

A Daoist next to her nodded and whispered, "Most people only compete in two tournaments, and if they don’t become the Grand Champion, after two tournaments, it’s eight years, and everyone’s getting older..."

Lawrence understood that the youngest first-time competitor in such a tournament was the Grand Champion from the previous two tournaments, Mr. Zhuge, but even he was in his thirties when he first participated.

The others are naturally older than him, so it’s impossible for them to compete continuously.

Lawrence is only twenty-one this year, setting a record as the youngest participant.

After speaking, she naturally addressed over three hundred participating Daoists below the platform, "Fellow practitioners, what do you think? This way, we can add one more spot for the first-round competition!"

Everyone looked at each other for a while, then some started shouting: "Support!"

"Agree!"

Lawrence shouted directly, "Previous Grand Champions had to join preliminaries! The current Grand Champion shouldn’t be an exception!"

As she spoke, she waved her arms, mobilizing the people around her to chant together, "Previous Grand Champions had to join preliminaries! The current Grand Champion shouldn’t be an exception!"

Initially, the Daoist by her side shouted with her, followed by the Daoist’s friends joining in.

Soon, over three hundred participating Daoists in the entire theater were stirred up and began to shout along.

The voices of one or two people could be ignored, but when everyone united as one and voiced their opinions, such a sound could not be ignored.

Upstairs in the private boxes, the bigwigs watched the woman dressed like a Wall Street white-collar elite standing amidst the colorful Daoist robes, and simultaneously started inquiring.

Who is that beautiful woman?

Since when did the Celestial Path Sect have such talent?

Look at that persuasive power, that influence, that... power to captivate... this is real talent!

In the Stetford Family’s box, Ruby Sheldon rolled her eyes repeatedly, muttering, "Tsk, she’s boastful, yet she’s making a scene... Who is this person, disrupting public order, she should be arrested!"

Aiden Sheldon glanced at her without saying anything.

Autumn Stetford nodded expressionlessly, "Indeed, it’s disrupting order, Evan should get someone to throw her out." Saying this, she walked straight out.

After leaving the box, she found several staff members and quietly asked, "Where are your security personnel? That demoness is inciting the crowd, shouldn’t you throw her out?"

The staff, troubled, said, "... Young Master Stetford hasn’t said anything, so we’re reluctant to act."

"So you only listen to my brother, not me?" Autumn Stetford said coldly.

She had been in charge of the Stetford and Sheldon Families for many years and also held a prominent position in the Grant Branch.

Occasionally, when she put on a stern face, her residual authority remained, and the staff, intimidated, hurriedly said, "Miss Stetford, don’t be angry, I’ll find someone to throw her out right away."

The master of ceremonies on the circular stage was drenched in sweat, turning his head to look to Evan Stetford for help.

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