The Healing Avenger novel Chapter 353

As the clock approached ten, the conference hall of Nuthana's Martial Arts Alliance was already filled with people.

The heads of various factions and the initial batch of elders of Nuthana's Martial Arts Alliance were present.

“I heard Mr. Sheppard has arrived. I wonder if he brought instructions from Mr. Jenkins

“He arrived yesterday. Rumor has it that before he came... Haha, everyone knows, so I don't need to elaborate.”

“But today, it will be Mr. Jenkins' commissary presiding over the meeting. Does anyone know who that is?”

“We've never had a commissary of the chairman before. I really don't know!”

They were all discussing and speculating about the meeting today.

Did Walter send Josef here?

Who was the chairman's commissary?

Who would become the new president?

Of course, there were also a few people talking about Holger's death.

Out of consideration for Kieran, who was seated in the front row, these people kept their discussions to a low murmur, so as not to upset him.

Kieran, who had a goatee and a sly appearance, still heard them despite their low voices.

This made him unable to restrain himself, and he slapped the table heavily. “Is this a marketplace? What a chaotic scene! Is there no order at all?”

The formidable aura of a Terra Realm fighter in the Intermediate Rank surged, instantly silencing the meeting hall.

Across from him, Jasper, who had come from Durbaine, began to laugh and said, “Mr. Marlowe, Martial Arts Alliance has always advocated for freedom of speech and the expression of diverse opinions. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to silence everyone like this? Or do you think your son shouldn't have died, that Mr. Sheppard had handled the situation wrongly? Are you letting your emotions guide you?”

The cunning inquiry instantly caused Kieran's expression to turn dark. “Jasper, mind your words. I have no objections to Mr. Sheppard's decision!”

Of course, it wasn't that he had no objections, but he dared not have any.

Otherwise, Josef might hold him responsible for letting his son run amok.

Jasper chuckled, “Since you have no objections, and your son deserved to die, what's wrong with everyone discussing it? Oswald didn't silence you when he was around, did he?”

He was implying that Kieran was imposing before getting elected as president.

If he were to become the president, wouldn't it mean that everyone would lose even their basic freedom of speech?

Kieran's expression shifted, realizing that Jasper was trying to sow discord.

Indeed, after everyone listened to Jasper's words, they all showed a pensive expression, casting thoughtful and hesitant glances at Kieran.

Even supporters of Kieran appeared somewhat hesitant, wondering if they had chosen to support the wrong person.

This instantly infuriated Kieran, and he slammed his hand on the table again. “Jasper, are you trying to provoke me?”

Originally, after Oswald's death, the position of the president of Nuthana's Martial Arts Alliance would undoubtedly belong to him, and Yadiel would not compete with him.

However, Jasper's sudden arrival from Durbaine shattered his dreams, making him feel extremely upset.

Now, Jasper was insidiously sowing discord among him and the others, making Kieran wish he could kill him!

Jasper stood up with a sly smile, “Mr. Marlowe, all I wanted was for you not to oppress everyone, to let them speak freely. Why have you become so infuriated? Are you really that narrow-minded?”

Upon hearing this, Kieran was thoroughly infuriated. “Jasper, I...”

“What? Are you turning against each other?”

Just as Kieran was about to take action, the doors of the meeting hall were pushed open. Josef, cloaked in black, walked in with a grim expression, followed by Finnegan and Eugene.

Kieran's anger instantly extinguished, and he responded nervously, “Mr. Sheppard, I...”

However, Jasper cut in, “Josef, we certainly won't fight internally. It's just that Mr. Marlowe is a bit narrow-minded, unable to tolerate others mentioning the death of his son. It seems like he thinks you mishandled the situation. It's just a bit hard to watch, that's all!”

What? This young man is the chairman's commissary? Is he even of age?

What right did such a young lad have to become a commissary of the chairman?

Behind Jasper stood his son, Corbin Luzon.

Seeing Josef introduce Finnegan, who was younger than himself, as the commissary of the chairman, Corbin felt a bit jealous and resentful. Unable to hold back, he blurted out, “Mr. Sheppard, this kid can't be the commissary of the chairman. You must be joking.”

Smack!

As a result, Josef slapped him across the face from a distance. “Who do you think you are? Do you think you have the right to speak here? Are you all doubting my words?”

Vital energy surged, a terrifying pressure indicative of a Terra Realm fighter in the Absolute Rank. It was far stronger than the aura Kieran had just displayed.

It made everyone realize that this might be real!

Their gazes once again fell on Finnegan.

Is this young man really a commissary of the chairman? Could he possibly be the commissary's grandson?

Suppressing the displeasure of his son being slapped, Jasper spoke in a subdued tone, “Josef, we certainly don't doubt you. But for the commissary of the chairman, there should be some token to prove himself, right?”

“It seems you don't hold much authority in their hearts!”

Finnegan patted Josef's shoulder, causing the latter to feel awkward. At that moment, he pulled out the Martial Arts Alliance's South-North Badge and tossed it directly onto the conference table. “As for proof, is this enough?”

The South-North Badge of the Martial Arts Alliance represented the personal arrival of the chairman.

The one who presented it was the chairman's commissary!

No one dared to doubt him anymore.

Looking at Finnegan's somewhat delicate face, they still felt somewhat dazed.

However, Finnegan didn't give them the chance for more doubt and speculation. “Seeing this badge means seeing the chairman in person. Do I need to teach you the rules?”