As soon as the Mayor announced the requirement for teams, Liam let out a long sigh.
'This'll be fun to watch.'
All that was missing was a bag of popcorn to watch the carnage unfold.
Firm glances were spread from one person to another.
Of course, there had to be one person on each team that dictated the locations of each individual.
Otherwise, it'd just be chaos.
Of course, the Mayor could just relieve them of that duty and grant one of the positions to someone strong.
…But everyone was strong!
Plus, if he gave one person the authority to choose, then another could be offended.
Even a raffle or random pick was dangerous.
What if it was one of the new powerhouses?
Wouldn't that offend the older, stronger, more experienced cultivators?
…However, it was clear that not everyone was meant for the leading role.
The two new powerhouses were definitely not fit for it.
