My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1313

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Chapter 1313 The crowd followed suit, a mix of emotions seeping into the air. They thought this banquet was for Nash to garner support from the high- ranking families, but it turned out to be a moment to remember the fallen warriors.

Nash poured himself a second glass and raised it, saying, “For this second toast, we honor those who fought for justice.” This statement was directed to those at Bertram’s and Julian's tables, as they were among the ones who participated in the Mystique Loyalty Realm battle. Nash raised his glass and downed the contents in one gulp.

The crowd looked toward the elders at the two tables with respect, then promptly emptied their own glasses. After a moment, they refilled their glasses for a third toast.

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Nash said again, “For this third toast, | salute all the heroes who uphold righteousness and distinguish right from wrong. | hope that in the future, we can work together with the Martial Arts Association, uphold justice, and promote the spirit of martial arts in our great nation.

“Most importantly, let us all stay humble and disciplined!” As he said these words, Nash's gaze swept over those who had joined the Southern Martial Alliance. No one dared to meet his eyes.

Nash snorted coldly. “Are you all avoiding my gaze because you still have thoughts of forming another alliance?” Carver trembled and quickly looked up at Nash, his gaze guilty.

Did they really still harbor such thoughts? They were reacting that way out of fear.

The other powerful figures who had joined the Southern Martial Alliance also raised their gazes to meet Nash's eyes. One of them immediately raised his glass and swore, “The Yoner family of Brwill stick to our principles from now on. We shall stay humble and refrain from participating in any factional disputes!” The rest immediately echoed his sentiments. However, Nash raised an eyebrow and said, “It’s good to refrain from participating in factional disputes, but when it comes to dealing with evil forces, | hope everyone can contribute.” The Church of the Netherworld was a formidable organization, and Nash was not confident he could nip them alone. Thus, he needed to remind these people that they should show up when help was needed.

This was also why Nash did not exterminate those who joined the Southern Martial Alliance. He needed a strong force to deal with the Church of the Netherworld.

Nash did not say any of this as he could not be certain if any of these people were associated with the church.

Following this, more martial arts families expressed their support and pledged their allegiance. The vast majority promised to obey Nash's orders when he issued them.

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Next was a mingling session, and many of the younger generations of the various martial arts families cforward one after another.

Chapter 1313 Nash continued to drink one glass after another. He then took out his phone to add their numbers. Each number represented a powerful connection.

“Would you like to join Mr. Calcraft for a drink, king of Eastjon?” asked the old man from the Varhess family with a smile.

He could tell that the king of Eastjon had been distracted the whole time, probably due to smisunderstanding with Nash. He was willing to play the peacemaker and resolve this misunderstanding.

Taking a sip of his drink, Yelzog replied, “Mr. Varhess, you might not know this, but the Blanco family had originally planned to join the Southern Martial Alliance.

“However, upon learning about the atrocities the Palmer family committed, we changed our minds at the last minute. Even then, we didn’t fully support Nash in his efforts to combat evil.” A realization suddenly struck Anton. “No wonder your seats were added later!” He had been wondering why someone of the Eastjon king's stature could not have their spot secured. It turned out he had lacked a clear stance in the conflict.

The Eastjon king felt extremely embarrassed and whispered, “At that time, | didn’t believe Nash and his people could stop the Southern Martial Alliance because | heard that the head of the National Martial Arts Bureau would intervene... | never expected the information to be a smokescreen,” Anton shot a meaningful look at him and said, “But what if the head of the National Martial Arts Bureau does intervene?”

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