My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 1235

The arena served as a place for fight tournaments among the different martial arts halls under the Jonford Martial Arts Association.

Robert and a few staff members were held hostage in this building.

The building was swarming with over 30 members of the association and around 15 to 16 martial artists from the Freeman family. The Freemans were all dressed in yellow martial arts uniforms.

In one of the offices, a fatty dressed in a yellow martial arts uniform was casually drinking tea.

He was the master of a martial arts hall in the neighboring country, Hisara. He was also Robert's acquaintance. However, unlike Robert, he was an eighth-division great-grandmaster.

For that reason, he was assigned to be stationed at the headquarters by the Freemans when he reached Xanthalos yesterday.

Glancing at Robert, he said nonchalantly, "My good old friend, Robert, you're aware that all the Southern martial arts halls have already pledged their allegiance to the Southern Martial Alliance, right? Why are you being so stubborn? It won't get you anywhere!"

Robert's legs were tied, and his trigger points were locked, making him unable to move. As such, he remained still on the couch as he said, "Since ancient times, evil has never won. What you guys are doing is wrong! Mark my words, you'll get the punishment you deserve!"

"Now that's not a good thing to say, eh, Robert? How can you say we're evil? The Southern Martial Alliance only wants to combine martial arts halls so that all members have a common home! What's wrong with that?

”Besides, this alliance is backed by the National Martial Bureau, you know. This means we even have government support!" the fatty put his teacup down and argued.

He did not see anything wrong with the alliance.

He had never liked the idea of independent martial arts halls. He found them difficult to manage.

Moreover, the tension between the halls had escalated dramatically over these past decades.

The establishment of the alliance was like a hemp rope, where all the different martial arts schools would come together united and strong.

Hearing his words, Robert sneered coldly, "Oh yeah? You guys aren't evil? Well, how would you explain the hundreds of innocent lives that were lost at the Cosmos Martial Arts Hall and the Meyer Fist Martial Arts Hall, then?"

The fatty replied indifferently, "The strong survive, and the weak perish. Surely, you've heard of this before?"

"It's impossible to talk to you!"

Robert gave up on arguing. He closed his eyes and did not say anything more.

To him, they had all been brainwashed by the Freemans.