Keep A Low Profile Sect Leader Novels & Stories

Catherine tapped her fingers against her armrest, mulling over his words. “Alright. Let’s say we pull this off. How do we handle the backlash? Because there *will* be backlash. The U.S. already showed us how far they’ll go when they feel threatened.”. (Catherine Kent) “That’s why we maintain a low profile,” Mies said. “We don’t flaunt power—we exert influence. Quietly. Effectively. And always with plausible deniability.” Catherine let out a low whistle. “You really have thought this through.”. (Catherine Kent)

It's never stopping, until the nature stops him, passed away to let go of the pain. "Report, the elder from Curt Sect want to meet the leader." Another servant comes into the hall meeting, he runs fast from the front gate. "Let them in." The leader replies calmly, a bit dejection because awaken from a nice dream. The elder Curt Sect walk in slowly, they don't sit at the chair for guests. Just stand in front of all of Silbo Sect members, they were an errand boy in the eye of Xiao Wan. " We warned all of you, don't make a reckless move!"

The screens all around the Realm faded to black as he concluded, “This is your first and final warning. Once the third orb rises—curfew begins. This is the command of your leader.” --- A secret chamber hidden beneath the Grand University flickered with soft blue flame, the scent of ancient incense clinging to the stone. This was where the Sect met now. Ragged cloaks covered shoulders once adorned in golden robes. Dust and fear clung to everything. “He didn’t even consult the council!” Professor E ranted, pacing furiously between ancient tomes and glowing maps. “He’s taken full control!” “He slit a Fate’s throat in the middle of the courtyard!” Seth growled. “Left him there like trash—joking

"Let this elder apologize in the name of the sect by inviting you over for a simple meal at my residence. I hope the Purple Plumed General would not despise such a humble arrangement." Minor? Minor your sister! If this was considered a minor thing, then nothing short of sect destruction would pass off as major in the world! As the Tenth Elder of the Ye Sect, Ye Mo could easily order the members of the sect to leave this area and instruct them to suppress the information so that rumors of this event would not spread beyond the upper echelon of the sect. However, with the presence of someone as high-ranked as the Purple Plumed General, it would be hard for him to apply the same to these outsid

There was no reason not to obey the sect master, especially since their leader did not seem to want to prolong the issue, and they understood that the sect master's nature was no different from that of other sect masters, but their leader's calmness and way of thinking were far beyond what they had imagined. Seeing that everyone had agreed to remain silent, he said nothing more and walked out to his room. Of course, he had to recover because his soul had been damaged by Xiao Chen. If it became known that he was injured, many would likely look down on him at tomorrow's meeting, unlike in Xiao Chen's world. The upper world had vast, high-level powers, and the Thunder Sect was a powerful first-

I asked. "It's an individual task and no one has tried to achieve it over the years… it comes with a price though…" "Price? Interesting… What is the price?" I asked curiously. "Whoever gets it done would emerge the leader of the sect. I am just …" "You're just a puppet? Boring…" I pouted and the leader looked away. The remaining part of the meeting continued uninterrupted. "This is Strikers Sect, it is a rebel group. Every member must keep their identity and the identity of other members hidden. The secrecy of the group must not be compromised." The leader said.

"Let's go." "Tch, she dares bring in a disciple when her quality is just so-so." Sarcastic comments from all around were unceasing. In the beginning, they would still somewhat fear her status. Now that Sect Leader had not returned after so long, these people had become completely unrestrained. Xiao Chen did not find their attitudes strange. It was just like when he was living with the Xiao Family. These people were envious of Luo Shangyan for being Sect Leader's True Disciple.

The version of me that sounded composed even when internally panicking. Teacher once explained leadership very simply. “If people sense uncertainty in your tone, they will question your decisions before you finish speaking.” So I learned quickly. Speak less. Observe more. Command calmly. Apparently, I was good at it. That still surprised me. A man seated on the left side of the screen began speaking. “Following your authorization, we completed investigations into the Southern Axis organization.” Files appeared on-screen instantly. Warehouses. Clubs. Hotels. Shipping routes. Politicians.

“The organization doesn't believe in the gods; they think the Goddess is nothing but nonsense, and they fervently believe in the value and sacrifice of the punished wolf.” It began to take shape, and I felt chills. If I had learned anything from religious sects, it was that not only did they manage to be a plague, but historically, they had become a real nuisance. They took their fanaticism to such crazy extremes that the councils had to take action before everything got out of control. Listening to Enya made me realize that the Sect Hall leaders had survived because they always stayed on the sidelines, unnoticed by anyone and unimportant to the rest. That posed a problem of validation, but

Thank you very much. It is now my privilege to describe the divine sect's functions and status. Ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to state once more that the elite club is not merely a man-owned sect, but is owned by the god almighty himself. My name is Prince Justice Maclean, and I'm from the Indo Continent. This sect's sect master is me. Professor Mayfair Boating is the sect's leader, while Prof Rosaline Derek is her assistant. The elite club sect's mission is to oversee the management of all twenty key lands that the Lord will give upon us.