Novel Square
Chapter 1279
Chapter 1279
It was the largest natura! lake in Sagen and was located about a hundred miles from the city.
The Freeman family had rented out the premises of Mirror Lake for the day.
The Southern Martial Alliance’s establishment ceremony would be taking place at Mirror Lake.
Massive hot–air balloons were placed around Mirror Lake.
A red carpet had also been laid on the ground, and colorful bouquets were placed on either way of
the walkway.
Multi–million dollar cars were also parked outside.
The number of Rolls–Royces there were in the dozens.
A dozen of the Freeman family’s martial artists dressed in yellow uniforms stood at the entrance
and checked the attendees‘ invitations.
The fourth Freeman family son also stood at the entrance to welcome the guests.
Hundreds of tables had been set up in Mirror Lake Square, and it was teeming with activity.
Martial artists were sparring with each other on the massive stage.
All the audience members clapped heartily.
However, these were all ordinary martial artists.
Those who had already achieved the grandmaster level stood about snootily with haughty
expressions on their faces.
“Floret, wait for me…”
A gorgeous–looking woman hurried after a man dressed in a red–colored suit, who was walking with a stern expression on his face.
A stockily built man grinned indecently as he said, “Who’s that woman? She’s beautiful! I’m going
to ask her for her number!”
The skinny man standing beside him spluttered in laughter, “Fuck, your 200–pound body is going
to scare her half to death!”
The stocky man raised an eyebrow. “So what if I weigh 200 pounds? Have I ever stolen any food from your family?”
That aggravated the skinny man as well. “Fucking hell, who do you think you’re talking to, fatso?”
“What’s wrong? Want to fight? Just so you know, I’m from the Heroic 13 Sect of Eastjon!” the
stocky man said haughtily.
“Fine, you win!”
The skinny man did not dare say anything else.
Many people directed their gaze toward the stocky man.
The Heroic 13 Sect was made up of 13 Mystique Loyalty Realm experts.
No one had been expecting them to want to join the Southern Martial Alliance as well.
The stocky man grinned as he headed toward the gorgeous–looking woman. As he took his phone
out, he said, “Hi, beautiful. My name is Garrett. Let’s exchange numbers!”
A disgusted look appeared on the woman’s face as she said, “I don’t know who you are. Go away!”
The stocky man did not take offense and continued grinning as he said, “Well, we’ll have plenty of
time to get to know each other better!”
The woman raised an eyebrow and was just about to lose her temper when the man clad in a red
suit hollered, “Natalia, don’t cause any trouble!”
The man in the red suit was Floret Norman.
Meanwhile, the beautiful woman was Natalia Crimson.
Floret had made a huge sacrifice to get his hands on an invitation.
He did not want Natalia to drag him into any trouble. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.
Natalia pursed her lips and went over to sit beside Floret. “Didn’t you notice him trying to chat me
up? How could you go against the code?”
She would never have accompanied Floret to this event if not for the fact she was a fan of his
looks.
She could not wrap her mind around it.
How could such a good–looking man be gay?
Floret glanced at Natalia. “I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming. Why should I be the
one to blame?”
Natalia could not be bothered to continue arguing with Floret.
She was here today so that she could meet Nash.
Rumor was that all the martial artists from the South would be joining the Southern Martial
Alliance, so that probably also included Nash.
An ugly look appeared on Garrett Blue’s face when he realized the woman was not going to give him a chance. He was about to head over and threaten her into doing as he wished when
someone cried out, “Holy shit, the Eastjon king, Yelzog, has arrived…”