I add points to Indian martial arts.

Upon hearing this, Vesa was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Young Salma, are you drunk? What nonsense are you spouting?"

Although Vesa used the honorific title Salma, it didn't carry much respect. His expression even carried a hint of mockery. Most lower castes in the world held Brahmins in awe, but Vesa was an exception.

Visha only reveres power and interests.

So when he heard that his old rival Laka had married his daughter to a good-for-nothing with Brahmin blood, he laughed. In his opinion, Laka had lost his mind and it wasn't worth it for a mere divine bloodline.

In this world, only interests and power are truly real.

"Maybe he's talking nonsense." Faced with Vesa's sarcasm, Levi's expression remained unchanged, still smiling. He handed the bronze cup of wine back to Vesa, and then walked towards the center of the square, where Piro and Ganka were.

"Li Wei, where are you going?" Raka's expression changed as he looked in the direction Li Wei was heading. He asked anxiously, but Li Wei didn't answer. He just kept walking forward without turning his head and waved his hand behind him to indicate that Raka didn't need to worry.

At this moment, in the center of the square, the two most powerful people, Piro and Ganka, stood silently. In front of them was an altar, on which Niveti and several temple servants were piling up logs, waiting for evening to fall.

As evening falls, they light the woodpile, and at that time, the Niveti priests will hand the first branch with the sacred fire to Piro, which will signify that Piro will become the most powerful person in the region.

"Ganka, we've fought for twenty years, and in the end, I've won." Piro looked at Ganka, who remained silent, his gaze fixed intently on Niveti's figure on the altar. Just like that goddess, every movement she made was so perfect and elegant.

Seeing his old rival like this, Piro smiled silently. This old rival really was a devoted lover.

To be fair, Niveti was indeed a very beautiful woman, ten years ago. He had also had that desire, wanting to marry Niveti and make her his woman, but later thought better of it.

One reason is that Niveti was a goddess attendant at the local temple and was highly respected among the people.

Secondly, the Lakshmi temples were organized and managed, not loosely managed. In other words, Niveti had superiors and higher-ups.

If word gets out that Piro has abducted the goddess attendant from the village temple, he guarantees that the next day, to uphold the goddess's dignity, the Lakshmi temples in Tuli town, or even in large cities like Labdok, will send their temple guards to wipe out Piro.

So, Piro could only dream about Niveti, who had an unparalleled beauty. But it didn't matter; after tonight, he would have the chance to marry another woman with an unparalleled beauty, Suleisa, who was even younger.

With a hiss, the flames ignited the woodpile. At this moment, evening had completely fallen, and Niveti took a branch that had been offered at the temple and lit it in the fire. This was the first branch to ignite the sacred fire.

With one or two steps, the branch ignited a flame, which Niveti picked up, and began to walk towards Piro. She remained as indifferent and expressionless as ever, her steps possessing an indescribable elegance and nobility, as if they were the ceremonial steps of some ancient court. In the night, her fair face radiated a lustrous glow.

Staring at the burning branch in Niveti's hand, Piro's eyes flashed with excitement. Twenty years. He had struggled for twenty years and finally risen from a penniless boy to become the most powerful man in this region!

"My life has been filled with so much hardship, which is why I have achieved such glory today."

Recalling the past hardships and precariousness, Piro's eyes welled up with tears. He glanced back and saw his wife, Napuri, surrounded by women, and his father-in-law, Vesa, being fawned over by the surrounding merchants. He looked behind him and saw dozens of soldiers in leather armor standing loyally behind him. His gaze moved further away and saw everyone looking at him with awe.

He thought, "This is power."

He thought back to a winter decades ago when he was dressed in tattered clothes, fighting with wild animals for food in the mountains like a stray dog. At that time, he vowed that all the suffering he, Piro, was going to endure today would be rewarded in the future.

He thought, "The reward is today."

He will raise the sacred torch branch, a symbol of power.

Piro began to look away, but as he did, he paused, noticing Li Wei walking towards him. However, he didn't pay much attention to him; he would kill such an ant-like creature in a moment.

Four steps, five steps, the branch with the sacred flame was getting closer to Piro. Finally, when it was a meter away from Piro, Niveti stopped and reached out to hand over the branch with the sacred flame.

Piro reached out to take it, but just as his hand was about to touch the branch, he suddenly heard a "Wait!"

"Who?!" Piro roared, turning his head in fury. Who dared to stop him from taking the branch at this crucial moment?!

Is it Ganka?

Only he would dare to do that, but wait, a few months ago, he defeated Ganka.

And the voice doesn't sound right, it's too young, so who could it be?

Piro turned his head and squinted. A handsome young man stood in front of him with a smile on his face.

It's Li Wei.

"Livisalma, this is not a place for you." Piro remained silent, but one of his men jumped out with a hostile expression.

"The central square is too crowded for Livisarma, please step down immediately!" Another of Piro's men jumped out, but Tiebaha didn't say anything and just stood there silently.

Piro remained silent throughout. He felt that the boss didn't need to do such things. He should let his underlings do the talking. It would be beneath him to mock Li Wei. What was the point of mocking a piece of trash?

Nivetie's indifferent expression wavered slightly upon seeing Levi's appearance. Her pale fingers clenched tightly, and anger flashed in her eyes. This shameless bastard had appeared again.

"It's crowded, that's easy." Reeves smiled at Piro's underling's taunts, then pointed at Piro, "You, get down here and make room for me."

It's hard to describe the shock that Li Wei's words brought, especially since the young man had a gentle smile on his face, telling Piro to get down as if he were talking to someone casually.

That subtle arrogance is the most deadly.

These words shocked the entire audience!

"Raka, has your son-in-law lost his mind? How dare he say such things to Piro! That tiger Piro will tear him to pieces!" Vesa laughed loudly. Raka's face showed anxiety, and cold sweat poured down his forehead. He strode forward, ready to use his trump card to protect Levi.

He has a daughter with such unparalleled beauty as Suleisa, yet he has repeatedly refused Piro's requests and even rejected the marriage proposal from Lord Kshatriya of Tuli Town. Raka has a trump card up his sleeve.

When he was young, he was a merchant in Labdatta. By chance, he saved a great man who gave him a token, saying that with this token, Laka would have two chances to protect the Moyate family if they were to suffer a catastrophic disaster.

He used this brand once ten years ago, and it was because of that move that the arrival of that important figure, Lavado, caused neither Piro nor that Kshatriya to refuse his marriage proposal, nor did they do anything underhanded.