Chapter 1226
He felt on the verge of tears.
Since when had individuals who had achieved the Mystique LoyaltyRealm be somon?
No… they had to be here to attend the Southern Martial Alliance’scelebratory event.
They were just spending the night at this hotel.
That had to be it.
“Hello, Mr. Calcraft. Hello, Warden!”
Ash first greeted Nash before he greeted Artoile.
He did this to tell Artoile that Nash held more importance than he did.
“Hello, Mr. Calcraft. Hello, Warden!”
Bertram did the same.
“May peace be with you!”
Even Jaxon sped his hands together and nodded a greeting to
Nash before he turned to Artoile.
“Greetings, sir!”
Yellow Crane took things slightly overboard. He fell to one knee to dere his loyalty to Nash.
“Nashy, was someone bullying you just now?”
Eric gave Qadry an unfriendly look.
Qadry lost his nerve. His mouth went dry, and he gulped.
What was going on?
Were these men all Nash’s subordinates?
He had just been trying to show off.
Yet, Nash had summoned so many Mystique Loyalty Realm martirtists over?
An ugly look also began forming on Artoile’s face.
Sicard had summoned Qadry over so that they could assert theirdominance.
However, given how many of these men were more powerful than Qadry was, it seemed that the other party was the one who had sessfully asserted their dominance.
How awkward.
How very, very awkward.
Nash gave a slight smile. “Don’t worry about it. The Warden enjoy good party, so he’s invited everyone over for drinks!”N?velDrama.Org ? content.
“Thank you, Warden!” Everyone thanked Artoile in unison.
They had not bothered showing him much respect just now becausehis subordinate had tried bullying Nash.
Now, they were being respectful to him because Nash did not seem intent on holding a grudge.
Artoile beamed as he said, “Please take a seat, everyone!”
He might be smiling on the outside, but inwardly, he was crying.
Sicard was going to get an earful from himter that evening.
How dumb would he have to be to invite Qadry over so that they could get humiliated?
Would the disciple of a great master be weak?
Everyone took their seats.
Qadry tentatively took a seat.
Artoile gave Qadry a quick nce. “Nash has done me a great favor. You’re showing me disrespect by not showing him any respect. Don’t you think you should apologize to him?”
Since Qadry had caused this conflict, it was up to him to resolve it.
Four servers approached the table to pour everyone wine.
Qadry picked up his ss as he got to his feet, a grimace appearingon his face as he said, “Nash, forgive me for my foolishness anddisrespect. Please do not take it to heart. Shall we call it even afterhaving this drink? I’ll drink to your health!”
He downed the contents of his ss in one go after finishing hissentence.
“Sure thing…”
Nash did not get to his feet, but he also downed the contents of hisss.
Qadry was a man who could forgo his honor if the situation called for
He went round the table, downing drink after drink.
He was worried these men would hold a grudge and cause him. troubleter down the line.
After that, the atmosphere became significantly more rxed.
Everyone chuckled and exchangedughs as they had wine withArtoile.
After he had downed three sses, Qadry said, “The Warden’s health only permits him to have three drinks in one go. Please allow me or
Sicard to drink on his behalf after this!”
Bertram said fortingly, “Alright, but let’s make this clear. No using your cultivation skills to remove any tipsiness that the alcoholcauses!”
Qadry hurriedly nodded in agreement.
Thus, Eric and the others took turns having drinks with them.
Soon, their faces turned red from all the alcohol they had consumed,and they began slurring their words.
The atmosphere became much more rxed.
Artoile’s phone rang.
He took it out to see who was calling. It was Harold Freeman.