My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 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, “I 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 brewed them a pot of tea before tactfully leaving them alone.

Hendrix did not bother beating about the bush and cut straight to the chase. “Something is going on at the National Martial Bureau. The bureau head has gone missing. Meanwhile, the Third Elder has joined 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 National 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 wiped out?”

He had once heard his master mention that organization in the past.

It was an evil organization with members who were expert martial artists from all across the world.

Around 200 years ago, they were even able to force the kings of more than 20 countries to succumb to them.