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“That’s impossible,” the Eastjon king dismissed the thought without even thinking.

There was an elder in the National Martial Bureau who was from his family, the Blanco family.

The message he had received was that the head of the National Martial Bureau had broken through to the Profound Oriental Realm and would be lending a hand to support Bobby in upholding the Southern Martial Alliance.

He would not have pushed his daughter to the Palmer family’s martial prodigy otherwise.

Anton stood up with his wine glass in hand and patted Yelzog on the shoulder.

“Yelzog, your vision is too small!” Then, he made toward the table where Nash was sitting.

Sitting next to Nash, Francel hurriedly warned him, “Nash, Mr. Anton’ is coming to offer you a toast.

He’s the father of the Warden of the Eastern Territory and the helmsman of the six martial halls.

He’s humble and modest, highly respected in the community!” Hearing this, Nash quickly stood up with his wine glass, ready to meet him.

“Mr. Varhess,” he greeted respectfully.

Anton’s eyes were filled with admiration as he said, “Good lad, you haven’t disgraced your father.” Nash was surprised to see Anton here.

He was shocked but quickly suppressed his emotions.

was the father of the Warden of the Eastern Territory and likely held considerable prestige

not strange for him to know the Warden

there was not much resemblance between them, someone with a certain level

Nash smiled slightly.

“Sir, you flatter me.

only did what I could, which pales in comparison to those heroes who defend our country!” He was not

Anton burst

and you’re not arrogant

half as good as you!”

has their reckless

the days he spent

married, his arrogance somewhat subsided and his

gave Nash a

and added, “Come, let me make a toast to you!” “No, no, no, it’s me who should make a toast to you!” Nash held up his glass

others would always be respected in

was indeed a person of high

clinking glasses, Nash took the lead and emptied his glass in one

also downed his glass in

He patted Nash on the shoulder, his voice earnest and laden with meaning

your shoulders is

the future,