Chapter 1172
“Who are you?”
Nash stuffed both hands into his pockets, a confused look settling across his
features.
Why did it seem like this man was berating him?
Robert hurried forth to introduce them. “This is the supervisor of the Martial Arts
Association Headquarters, Mr. Nash. He's in charge of supervising all the martial
arts associations in all nine states!”
“Oh?”
Nash gave Hendrix a bemused look.
Hendrix did not wait to see if Nash had anything else to say before he said in a
low voice, “l know what questions you have, Mr. Nash. Please spare me some of
your time for a conversation!”
Robert led the two to the martial arts hall's pantry, where he brew them a pot of
tea before tactfully leaving them alone.
Hendrix did not bother beating about the bush and cut straight chase.
“Something is going on at the National Martial Bureau bureau head has gone
missing. Meanwhile, the Third Elder has jo forces with the Fourth and Fifth Elders
to assist several martial families to form private martial arts alliances!”
Nash frowned. “Couldn't the First and Second Elders of the Nation Martial
Bureau keep them under control?”
Hendrix gave Nash a deep, knowing look. “Do you know what last name the
bureau head has?”
Nash began shaking his head, but a thought then occurred to him. He asked
hesitantly, “Olsen?”
Hendrix smiled as he nodded. “That's right. The bureau head has the last name
Olsen. He's Bobby Olsen’s grandfather!”
Nash felt his heart skip a beat as he asked, “So, based on what you've just said,
everything that's happened with the Martial Arts Association is part of the bureau
head's plan?”
He was now sure that there were two factions within the National Martial Bureau.
One faction consisted of the Martial Arts Association led by the First/ and Second
Elder, while the other faction was the private martial arts alliance that the Third
Elder and the others were supporting.
Hendrix did not answer Nash's question and instead asked another question in
response, “Have you heard of the Church of the Netherworld, Mr. Nash?”
Nash's eyes widened. “Hasn't that organization already been with out?”
He had once heard his master mention that organization in the pa
It was an evil organization with members who were expert marti artists from all
across the world.
Around 200 years ago, they were even able to force the kings of mor than 20
countries to succumb to them.
When the church finally tried to extend its powers into Drakonia, several sects
joined forces and managed to defeat them.
That battle had caused considerable damage to the various sects. Even Nash's
master had sustained slight injuries.
“The Church of the Netherworld had over a million members during their peak.
Do you think it'd be that easy to wipe them out?” Hendrix said, a bitter smile
appearing on his face as he shook his head.
“Are you suggesting that this is connected to the National Martial Bureau?” Nash
asked, his eyes narrowing.
“Nash Calcraft, 24 years old, member of the Young family. You cultivated your
skills under the guidance of Johnathan Calcraft on Tili
Mountain ever since you were a child, and you once executed various difficult
missions using the pseudonym “Smiling Grim Reaper’ on the dark web.
“Currently, you reside in Royal Bay. Your father is Wolfgang Young, otherwise
known as Philix Xing, the Warden of the Northern Territory. Your mother is a
member of the Snyder family from Sagen!”
Hendrix abruptly began spouting information about Nash's life.
Mystique Loyalty Realm energy abruptly began emanating from Nash's body.
He grabbed Hendrix by the neck and asked in a cold voice, “Who earth are you?”
This man knew everything about him.
In fact, Nash was even beginning to suspect he was from the Klein
Hendrix's face turned red. “I-l mean no harm!”
Nash suppressed his murderous intentions and slowly loosened his grip.
If he actually were part of the Kleins, there would have been no need for him to
show Nash that he knew all this.
Hendrix thumped his chest and coughed several times before saying, ” I'm from
the Divine Strategy Squadron!”
Nash picked up his teacup and sipped from it. “What sort of organization is that?”
Hendrix hesitated momentarily before he began introducing the squadron, “The
Divine Strategy Squadron is equivalent to that of a state capital.
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Nash smiled a slight smile. “I'm not interested in the Divine Strateg Squadron!