The second those words left her mouth, everyone in the area froze. On the other hand, Mia couldn't feel better, a rush of emotions surging through her soul.
"The sponsorship system has long proved to be counterproductive, more able to inspire conflict than growth. The treatment of the disciples outside the sponsorship is not worth the principles that made me join this sect in the first place," Mia continued her rant.
Then, a wide smile appeared on her lips.
"That's why I won't be satisfied with just winning the tournament," Mia stated, turning her eyes back at the Elder and refusing to move them away. "I also want everyone who will watch the tournament to see the gap between the sponsored fucks spoiled by the sponsorship and those who trained hard to stand when they are right now!"
FOKKIN FINALLY
It's time for the best part of this novel to begin!
<Demonic giggle> You guys are in for a threat! <Demonic giggle ends>