It was more important to take a not entirely probable success versus a relatively certain failure.
"What did you say?" The man stepped forward.
The air changed as his expression crumpled in rage. His aura became more aggressive and savage.
"I respect you. I'm asking for you to respect my power," Rui replied. "Are you a warrior who cannot sense the truth?"
Rui waved around. "Because the truth is clear to everyone except you. Any warrior can see this is as plain as day."
The man followed the gesture as he looked around.
Their expressions were clear.
According to Rui's senses, he probably was a grade-six Martial Artist at most. His own projected power was leagues superior. The man-made eye-contact with his fellow tribesmen as his expression turned sour.
"We come in peace," Rui replied. "We respect your strength,"
He paused, before turning to all of them. "We respect all of your power. That is why they sent someone as powerful as me."
