My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1665

"Lana, come here!" Nash said while uncovering the dirt. "In a moment, I'll head out to ambush him. If anyone comes over, I'll re-enter the array and you place this stone back into the hole."

The hole was for the isolation array stone, which only worked when placed in this specific spot.

"Ambush?" Lana could not help but laugh. "You're the commander of the Celestial Dragon Squadron. How can you resort to such underhanded tactics?"

Nash gave Lana a stern look. "This is called strategic deception!" With that, he used the spearhead to pick up the isolation array stone and then stepped out of the array. He then swiftly thrust his spear toward Jaskier's back. "Whoa! A sneak attack!"

Despite Jaskier's unseemly nature, he was still a grandmaster-level martial artist. He reacted almost the instant Nash attacked, sidestepping to avoid the lethal strike.

Nash redirected his spear, and with a powerful swing, he struck Jaskier in the chest.

Jaskier was knocked back several steps before he finally regained his balance, but when he looked up, Nash had already disappeared.

What the hell? Was this for real?

Nash was a Golden Amulet Master, the son of the Warden of the Northern Territory, and the commander of the Celestial Dragon Squadron. This was what he was resorting to?

infuriated. He could not comprehend how Nash could employ such deceitful tactics despite his

even have true energy now. Even if I stand here and let you stab me, you wouldn't be

hiding, Jaskier smirked and deliberately exposed his back while

were powerful enough to pierce even cowhide. However, a grandmaster's defense was far superior to that of mere cowhide. "Is that all?" Jaskier turned to face

Nash had disappeared. He knew Nash was hidden within an array. As long as he stayed

died by his hand, the prestige he would gain within

had vanished and threw several

emerged from what seemed like a water surface, aiming

the spearhead just in

Undeterred, Nash disappeared back

the array, and

composure. He knew that he had to remainpatient and vigilant to

find you," Jaskier muttered, his eyes scanning the

playing on his lips. "Come on, go ahead and stab me. If you can, kill me right here!" The spearhead pierced through Jaskier's chest mercilessly, and the smile on his face slowly froze as he looked down at his

Nash but the woman he had been dreaming of tormenting the renowned beauty of Capiton, Lana. "You..." Jaskier uttered before he fell to the

stage five grandmaster. Martin emerged from the forest, and when he saw Jaskier lying on the ground, his face twisted with rage. "Jaskier..." He