My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 2779

"Haven't you noticed? Even though Gorgeous Country has stirred things up to this extent, my father still hasn't made a statement. Typically, if Gorgeous Country exhibited any unusual behavior, my father would be the first to intervene.

"However, this time is different; my father hasn't even made a clear statement yet," said Peter.

Hearing this, Nash felt even more puzzled. "If that's the case, why did your father announce negotiations with us?"

Peter did not know the answer either. "Mr. Calcraft, I can clearly tell you that my father is acting strangely right now. Perhaps those people used some unusual methods. Regardless, I advise you not to come to Sand Country."

After hearing Peter's words, Nash fell into deep thought. Peter's analysis made sense. Sand Country and Gorgeous Country were clearly rivals, yet this time, they had been keeping silent.

If Peter was correct, the king of Sand Country was likely being coerced or controlled by a martial artist. Yet Sand Country boasted many powerful martial artists. Was it really possible for them to quietly control the king?

There was also another possibility...

If Nash's suspicion was accurate, then Sand Country's invitation was a trap.

It was evident that the leaders of Drakonia had found themselves in a dilemma. Agreeing to the invitation might lead to danger.

While the divine power organizations were relatively manageable, if the entire Sand Country became an enemy, it could lead to disastrous consequences.

Declining the invitation would not work either.

This was an agreement between leaders. If they refused to go, they would play right into their hands.

The king of Sand Country would have grounds to pressure Drakonia, as would other countries. Drakonia would then find themselves in a precarious position.

Peter waited for Nash's response, but no matter what decision Nash made, there would be no clear outcome.

Even though Kaden and Elias had resolved to face death, he absolutely would not allow that to happen.

While this felt like a disrespect to the elders' determination, Nash would allow himself to be selfish this time.

He pulled out his phone and searched his contacts.

"Hello? Don't sleep. Get to the Central District now.

"Hello? Where are you? Take a train or whatever; just try to arrive in the Central District by tomorrow afternoon.

"Just come, no need for more words.

"Do me a favor, please."