章節 202: Standing-focused conflict

"Senior, there is no need to get so heated about this topic!" another elder said right as Arganar was about to leave the place. 

His attitude was in the direct contract to the 'fuck you and leave me the fuck alone' behavior represented by the man behind the tournament's organization. 

"Who the fuck are you?" Arganar scoffed as he looked at another Elder. 

There was no badge anywhere on the man's robes that would indicate his involvement with the tournament. 

In fact, outside of being a normal Elder, this man didn't wear any honors, making him one of those useless leechers that simply took the benefits of the job without contributing to the sect in any way or form.

"I don't have any official job," the man replied, most likely noticing how Arganar's eyes ran through his attire. "But in practice, I'm one of the few that manages the tournament," he stated before throwing a quick look deeper into the lodge.