The Freeman family’s use of deadly force during challenges went against the principles of martial
ethics.
“Dr. Calcraft, you’ve only recently arrived in Xanthalos, right?” Waldo nced at Nash with a puzzled
expression.
“I just got here yesterday.” Nash nodded in confirmation.
“No wonder you’re unfamiliar with the Freeman family’s character,”
Waldo muttered as if struck by an epiphany.
He sighed as he exined, “Ever since the four Freeman elders broke through to the Mystique Loyalty
Realm, the entire martial artsmunity in Xanthalos has fallen under their influence.
“Over the years, the Freeman family has grown rapidly. They now resort to rather dirty tactics. Most
martial arts halls don’t want to associate with them. So, the Freeman family has resorted to challenging
them to force them to join the Freeman Martial Alliance that they’ve established.”
“Do they not fear the repercussions from the National
Nash’s brows furrowed slightly, a hint of coldness
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the Freeman Martial Alliance, the Freeman family was clearly challenging the authority of the National
Martial Bureau.
“There’s a huge gap between the authorities and themon people. Drakonia is a vast country with
hundreds of cities like Xanthalos. There are likely many martial families like the Freeman family.
“Even if the National Martial Bureau wants to intervene, they may not
be able to control everything!” Waldo’s expression grew even more
troubled as he spoke.
If the National Martial Bureau continued to turn a blind eye, all martial practitioners in Xanthalos would
likely be forced under the Freeman family’s influence in the future.
Nash made no morements on the matter.
The Freeman family having four members in the Mystique Loyalty
Realm made them a formidable martial force, so much so that they might even surpass the Ten
Families of Capiton.
However, even with such strength, the Freeman family could not possibly contend with Drakonia’s
Martial Arts Realm.
At that moment, countless possibilities arose in Nash’s mind. His
father had mentioned that the situation in Capiton was extremelyplex. Moreover, there were
inherent issues within the National
Martial Bureau itself.
The Freeman family’s ambition to swallow up Xanthalos’ martial forces undoubtedly challenged the
authority of the National Martial
Bureau. If the bureau turned a blind eye to this, then it meant there
had to be some ulterior motive at y.
As the car stopped outside the Cosmos Martial Arts Hall, Wendy immediately got out to open the door
for her grandfather.
“Child, you should know your priorities. Shouldn’t you open the door for Dr. Calcraft first?” Waldo
scolded Wendy.
“He doesn’t look much older than me. Of course, I should open the door for my grandfather first!”
Wendy retorted, feeling wronged at her grandfather’s rebuke. Her grandfather had never scolded her
before. Why was he suddenly angry because of a stranger?
Meanwhile, Nash simply sat in the car calmly. He showed no intention of intervening and easing the
situation for Wendy.
Even Waldo was taken aback by this. Common courtesy dictated that Nash should downy the
situation and let Wendy off the hook. He quickly changed his expression and scolded Wendy, “Hurry up
and open the door for Dr. Calcraft!”
Wendy walked over to Nash’s door aggrievedly. When she saw Nash’s high and mighty demeanor, her
frustration and grievance only doubled. She forcefully opened the car door but calmly said, “Mr.
Calcraft, please get out of the car.”
Nash calmly stepped out of the car and then walked toward the entrance of the martial arts hall with his
hands behind his back. H
could tell the hall had spoiled Wendy
His actions were meant to make Waldo understand that it was necessary to teach Wendy some
manners. In martial arts, one had to first learn morals. It was a mandatory lesson for every martial
artist.
Wendy watched Nash’s retreating back, feeling increasingly irritated.
What was so special about knowing a bit of medical skills? Did that
warrant him acting superior?
Just then, Wendy saw her brother running up to Nash before he
nodded and bowed to him. Disdain shed in her eyes. “Hmph,
they’ve got no backbone even though they’re martial artists!”
Waldo shook his head with a bitter smile. “Wendy, you need to
change these bad habits. Dr. Calcraft is a true master. We should
show him respect.”
“He thinks he’s superior just because he has some medical skills.
He’s just like Geroge. Does he really deserve to be called a master?” Wendy sneered dismissively.
“Dr. Calcraft’s medical skills are far superior to Dr. George’s. They’re’
not even on the same level!” Waldo looked at Nash’s departing figure
with reverence in his eyes.