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Atlas cup to Nash and said, “Lazarus is currently treating his grandfather. He probably won't cuntil
later.”
Nash just nodded in reply. Thibault’s symptoms were not difficult to treat. All that was required was the extra
soul to be extracted from his body. With Lazarus’ ability, he would be done in the blink of an eye.
The reason Nash had not helped Thibault was because he suspected that the extra soul was related to
witchcraft. He speculated that Thibault had also gained the warlock’s inheritance from the Great Shaman when
he entered the ancient tomb.
For sreason, however, his body was rejecting it.
Lazarus should have found a way to help his grandfather integrate the extra soul considering he had also gained
the complete legacy.
The Cosmos Martial Arts Hall set up eight tables for their lunch banquet. Under Waldo’s command, it took them
only about an hour. Most of the attendees were apprentices from the Cosmos Martial Arts Hall, with a small
number being core members from other
martial arts halls.
At the central table were the elders who were over 60 years old. Sat in
the main seat was a handsand dashing young man. He had
sharp brows and starry eyes on his porcelain-like face. His gaze was
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seemingly bottomless.
Beside him sat a young man who looked like he was under 20 years
old.
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“What the heck? Who are those two kids? Why can they sit at the
elders’ table?”
“I heard he’s a miracle doctor, the one who cured Master Giles!”
“Could he be a disciple of Dr. George?”
“And who's the kid next to him? Could he be the apprentice of this
doctor?”
“Nonsense! Compared to Dr. George, this so-called miracle doctor is
nothing!”
The apprentices from various martial arts halls were discussing among themselves fervently. Their topics
revolved around Nash, who was sitting at the main table, and Atlas, who was sitting beside him.
Stefano glared at the students from the Eternal Spring Martial Arts Hall and scolded them, “Master Nash is a top-
notch expert. Shut your
mouths!”
Those belittling Nash immediately shrunk their necks, too afraid to
speak further.
At the central table, Waldo had explained to everyone that Nash
saved him. Before calling them over, he also mentioned Nash's
cultivation level as he feared they might offend Nash. That was why
everyone was silent now.
They were all leaders of martial arts halls and members of the Martial
Arts Association. They had status in both the political and business
worlds.
Many businessmen or officials would send their children to martial
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arts halls, hoping that they would learn sself-defense. When they hired bodyguards, they would also
prioritize hiring skilled individuals from martial arts halls.
However, now that these leaders were facing an expert in the
Mystique Loyalty Realm, they could not help but feel nervous.
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Nash glanced at Waldo before smiling brightly. “Everyone, there's no need to be so formal. I've heard that you all
fear no pressure from the Freeman family and are determined to resist their influence. | greatly admire your
martial spirit. | raise a toast to all of you!”
With that, he lifted the half-filled glass in front of him.
Nash’s words softened all their expressions slightly. They raised their glasses and began exchanging
pleasantries.
A burly old man with a straightforward character stood up with his glass raised. “Master Giles said you're going
to uphold justice for the martial arts community in Xanthalos, so we should toast to you,
Master Nash!”
Although he was well past middle age, he had a robust physique and looked very strong. He was the head of the
Tiger Fist Hall.
Nash looked up and was surprised to find that this person somewhat resembled Xyler. “Do you know Xyler?” he
asked.
The burly old man trembled as excitement washed him. “You know my son, Master Nash?”
Nash nodded with a smile. “We've met before.”
Emmet Meyer's lips trembled as he asked, “Where is that bastard? Is he doing well?”
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Nash looked at him, puzzled. He was about to ask Emmet what he meant when beside him, Waldo explained,
“Master Meyer's son left without saying goodbye more than ten years ago and hasn't returned
since.”
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