So in this round of sixteen to eight, Jiang Yuan and Bixiao are still participating.
"I don't care what method you use, make sure they're the last to face each other."
Before the sixteen to eight matches began, Gudusidan outright spoke to the steward.
"Right now, it's just a competition within my Royal Guard!"
"It's no longer considered a Royal Guard selection tournament."
"Why can't I manipulate things a bit?"
"It's not like I'm letting someone advance directly to the finals, just letting them meet in the finals."
"Is that not permissible?"
"Of course it is!"
Seeing Gudusidan's somewhat angry expression, the steward agreed and went to make arrangements.
Just as Gudusidan had said, it's no longer the Royal Guard selection tournament.
It can be said that it's his internal martial competition, so naturally he can control it.
After getting the outcome he wanted, Gudusidan's face visibly showed genuine satisfaction.
