Natalia choked on her wine upon hearing Whitebeard’s words.


    She had been texting on her phone sending photos of the venue to her friends while boasting about


    how she got invited to such a grand


    ceremony. For that reason, she did not hear what Nash had said.


    previously.


    She burst intoughter after hearing about Nash’s n.


    “Nash, to tell you the truth, I’ve been fangirling over you since thest time we met. I thought you were


    so cool!


    “But sadly, not anymore!”


    Natalia sipped her wine in disappointment.


    Unwilling to exin further, Nash began eating the snacks that were


    served instead.


    Meanwhile, Harold escorted the Murphys to their seats. They were


    seated at Table 2.


    For a while, a heavy silence fell upon the room. However, the silence


    was soon reced by a burst of whispers centered around the Murphys seated at Table 2.


    People who knew about the Murphys started talking about their background, and Nash also perked up


    his ears to listen.


    Soon, Nash got hold of a piece of important information-the


    Murphys had received their martial arts training at Sakaris Mountain.


    Sakaris Mountain was the holynd where immortal cultivators.


    frequented.


    Nash recalled his master being invited to Sakaris Mountain more than


    once, but he never brought Nash along.


    His master had told him that the people there acted like wolves in sheep’s clothing.


    Meanwhile, Yvaine’s assistant-thedy with the short hair-was done.


    with Nash’s background check.


    She handed Yvaine the table afterpiling the information into a PDF document.


    Yvaine browsed through the document immediately, a perplexed expression creasing her brow.


    He had two women? She should have known. What a jerk!


    Yvaine decided then and there that she would not let Nash get away with this. The idea of polygamy


    disgusted her so much that she was willing to take extreme measures against him.


    ‘I’m doing it for the sake of all women,’ she thought to herself.


    Putting down the tablet, Yvaine nced coldly at Nash.


    Nash felt a chill down his spine as he turned over, surprised to see Yvaine ring at him from the other


    table.


    Meeting his gaze, Yvaine turned away and sipped her wine.


    Nash shrugged and thought to himself, “Another weirdo.”


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    Meanwhile, the Freeman siblings were still busy attending to other


    guests.


    Feeling bored, Nash took out his phone and realized he had over a


    hundred unread messages on WhatsApp.


    He tapped on the screen and found out they were all messages from


    his family and friends.


    He had received messages from Hera, Melody, Lauren, Harrison,


    Sydney, Queenie, Walter, Grant… Basically, everyone who lived in


    Jonford.


    Feeling it was too much of a hassle to reply one by one, Nash invited


    all of them into a new chat group and changed the group name to


    Jonford’.


    He then tagged everybody in the group: [I’m fine, guys. Don’t worry! I’ll


    update y’allter!]


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    Chat messages flooded the group instantly. Everyone was conced


    about his safety.


    A warm, fuzzy feeling rose in Nash’s heart as he nced through messages. He felt loved.


    He began texting on his phone for a while.


    Suddenly, the crowd fell silent once more.


    Harold was escorting a nun dressed in yellow robes.


    Four other white-haired priests trailed behind her, wearing the same


    robes but in purple.


    Taking a better look, Nash realized the woman was none other than


    Yulia Grace.


    She did not heed his advice, after all.


    When their eyes met, the tension in the room became palpable, as if


    something had shifted in the air.


    Noticing them looking at each other, Harold’s lips curled into a smile


    as he said, “This way, Ms. Grace. Your seat is at Table 1.”


    Yulia looked away and followed Harold to her seat.


    Isadora asked curiously, “Dad, why do they get to sit at Table 1?”


    Isaac exined patiently, “That’s because they’re sect people, Dora. If


    these people were to attend a ceremony, they’d be seated at the first


    few tables due to their high social ranking.


    “Furthermore, that woman holds significant influence even among


    the sects, so it’s not surprising Harold treats her with such respect.


    Business families like us are merely ants beneath a boot in the face


    of people like them!”


    The atmosphere became even more lively upon the arrival of Yulia


    and her men.


    Unsurprisingly, a few martial arts families had already flocked toward her, ttering her and offering her


    toasts.


    It was 11:30 am, half an hour till noon.


    The tables were almost fully seated. Without further ado, Nash started scanning the crowd in an


    attempt to figure out their cultivation level.