My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 1292

Nash’s voice was filled with true energy. As he spoke, his vocal cords

vibrated, sending out sound waves that spread in all directions.

It was like muffled thunder buzzing in everyone’s ears. It was not like

a Lion’s Roar but similar.

The room was deathly silent. Everyone stared at the slim man in

disbelief, completely shocked.

“The audacity…”

A peak Profound Reality Realm expert from the Bullocks of Brightonia

spoke.

“The Southern Martial Alliance was formed by destiny. Who do you

think you are, ignorant little fool? How dare you bark so shamelessly?

I’ll take your life as a sacrifice to the Martial Alliance’s banner!”

Bastien Bullock, a majestic-looking man, was furious. He was the strongest person in the Bullocks.

The Bullocks had not achieved the Mystique Loyalty Realm, so it was difficult for them to gain a foothold in the Southern Martial Alliance.

Performing a grand gesture now would definitely impress the

Southern Martial Alliance.

He was good at the Art of Skeletal Identification, so he could tell at a

glance that Nash was only 24 years old. There was no way that a

martial artist of this age was in the Mystique Loyalty Realm. The

just be some

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the Bullocks of Brightonia is

the peak of the Profound Reality Realm. He’s only one step away from

death wish. How dare he

Freemans?”

he’s

just wants 15 minutes of

ridiculed him. They seemed to have

Nash had forced the entire audience to sit with

momentum earlier.

please kill

hit

the fire as they looked at Nash. He was pelted with ridicule, disdain, and

was elated by the crowd putting him on

“Die, useless

and rushed toward Nash.

was shortened in

Reality Realm made Natalia and Floret

turn pale.

mountain-like man next to

cauldron

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backward more than ten

The table was destroyed. The food

all over the

chest and spat out a

of horror. He never expected that the person next

man would

aura exuded by this person was obviously

his strength several times stronger

I was

so he thought of a suitable explanation.

stood up and said, “From your outfit, you must be from Motadine. The Bullocks have no intention of being your enemy. I

person