My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1314

Chapter 1314 

“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. This man was the father of the Warden of 

the Eastern Territory and likely held considerable prestige in official 

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circles. It was not strange for him to know the Warden of the 

Northern Territory. 

Nash was the son of the Warden of the Northern Territory, and although there was not much resemblance between them, someone with a certain level of cultivation would be able to sense their 

bloodline connection. 

Nash smiled slightly. “Sir, you flatter me. I only did what I could, which pales in comparison to those heroes who defend our country!” He was not only praising his own father but also lauding the Warden of 

the Eastern Territory. . 

Anton burst into laughter. “Calm and composed, and you’re not 

arrogant or impulsive either. If only my grandsons were half as good 

as you!” 

Nash scratched his head awkwardly. “Everyone has their reckless moments when they’re young. I was quite arrogant back in the day!” 

He was referring to the days he spent traveling the south and north with his master and his time dominating the world of assassins. After getting married, his arrogance somewhat subsided and his 

temperament became more stable. 

Anton gave Nash a look. “You’re not even as old as my grandson, yet you act as if you are.” Before Nash could respond, he smiled kindly 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 with both hands, not daring to be presumptuous. 

Those who respected others would always be respected in return. The head of the Varhess family was indeed a person of high moral 

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standing and deserving of Nash’s toast. 

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

one go. Anton also downed his glass in one gulp. 

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

meaning when he said, “You’ve unified the martial arts forces of the 

South. The responsibility on your shoulders is immense. Should you 

need assistance in the future, don’t hesitate to contact me. I’ll give 

you my utmost support!” 

He paused, glancing at the Easttjon king, who was drinking silently. 

He then continued, “Eastjon is the largest province in the Eastern 

region. The fact that Yelzog can sit on his current throne shows his 

competence.