Chapter 1194
My Substitute CEO Bride
Chapter 1194
Melody appeared in front of Cindel in a flash.
She lifted her hand and slapped Cindel to the ground.
âYou bitch, youâre looking for deathâ¦â
Hamish waved his bat and rushed toward Melody.
âHamish, stop!â Cindel shouted loudly. âSheâs a martial artist. You
canât beat her!â
Hamish gritted his teeth. His eyes were scarlet. âSo what if sheâs a
martial artist? There are martial artists in the Borleys too!â
At this time, Whitebeard came flying over.
He covered a distance of a few hundred meters in an instant.
Austin just saw Whitebeard fighting Ivan. Now that Whitebeard was here, Ivan had likely lost the fight and was in danger.
He panicked and ran toward Ivan.
Whitebeard stared at Melody and said, âYou dare to take action ev in the early stage of the Profound Reality Realm. Do you really think that no one can teach you a lesson?
After saying that, he slapped Melody
Melody was about to fight back but found that the true energy in her
body was suppressed.
Nash appeared in front of Melody swiftly. He grabbed Whitebeardâs
wrist. His presence was mildly bursting with the aura of the Mystique Loyalty Realm. Whitebeard was instantly forced to kneel on one knee.
âYou⦠are in the Mystique Loyalty Realm!â
Whitebeard looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.
How could he be in the Mystique Loyalty Realm when he was so
young?
The expressions of everyone in the Borleys changed drastically.
The martial artist that the Borleys worshiped was actually defeated by a young man?
Nash let go of his hand, looked at the Borleys, and said calmly, âThey didnât kill your family, nor did they destroy your marriage, so why go to
war?â
People like the Borleys were not unreasonable, but their ancestorâs grave was dug up. They could not just let that go. At least, Nash did not hear harsh, arrogant, and domineering words from their mo
Cindel sneered. âIsnât digging up peopleâs ancestral graves a deep hatred? If I asked someone to dig up your ancestorsâ graves and throw their bones everywhere, would you be able to swallow your anger? Do you think youâre a saint?â
Nash said, âItâs not like we canât discuss a solution. Must we fight to
the death for this?â
This matter was indeed the Snowsâ fault. The grave digging was problem, dumping their ancestral remains was worse. The Snows
would be guilty if taken to trial.
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However, things could be resolved eventually.
If the other party insisted on fighting to the death, it would only cause
more grievances.
Hamish tightened his grip on the baseball bat. His face turned slightly white. He gritted his teeth and said, âDonât think that just because youâre a martial arts expert, you can show off your power!
âMy sister is the future daughter-in-law of the Freemans. Can you
offend the Freemans now?â
Melodyâs eyes narrowed slightly. Her knuckles crackled as she
clenched her fists.
Just now, she was feeling regretful for not helping her relatives. Now, she suddenly wanted to give them a few more slaps.
âDonât use the Freemans to pressure me. The Freemansâ days are numbered. Weâre dealing with this matter now. Iâm asking if we can
resolve it peacefully!â
Nash looked at the Borleys and asked with a calm expression.
Hamish almost laughed.
He thought, âThe Freemansâ days are numbered? Does he know w heâs talking about?â
âHow do you want to solve this?â
Cindel was steady. Although she felt that Nash was ignorant, she did
not show it.
Their ancestorâs matter must be resolved.
The beating she received today was another matter.
She wanted their ancestor to rest in peace first.
Everyone in the Borleys kept quiet. It was obvious that Cindel was the
decision maker.
âThe Snows dug an ancestral grave of the Borleys, and the soul of your ancestor took possession of a Snow. Iâve discussed it with your ancestor. The Snows will return all of Greg Borleyâs burial objects. Theyâve also prepared candles as offerings to apologize to Greg!â
âDiscussed it with our ancestor? Do you know how long our ancestor has been dead? Did he come to you in a dream?â Cindel laughed
angrily and stared at Nash coldly.
âThereâs a Heaven Concealment Array in your ancestorâs grave, which
prevented Greg from going to the afterlife for 80 years!â Nash
explained patiently.