His Wife Calls The Shots Chapter 969: Not Missing Even One1

"Chapter 969

The list of nas, featured Hunt’s na prominently.

The more people looked at it, the more excited they beca, and the discussions started growing louder.

"Hasn’t he always been mysterious? Why would he compete this ti?"

"Great, I’ve always been curious about his true identity. I’ll finally get the chance to see him."

"Last ti in Capitol University Affiliated High School’s online forum, he stirred things up. Only Mr. F could unravel it. His strength must be within the top three. Looks like there’ll be a major reshuffle of rankings in this competition!"

"Not necessarily, look at who he’s up against in the competition, Max, from Country D. They’ve been inviting him for several years and he never agreed until now. I wonder who invited him this ti. But with Max in the ga, it’s still uncertain who will be Rank 1."

"Ah, this is interesting. Who made these pairings? Hunt is unlucky, for his first-ever appearance he’s up against a super expert. Sophia Spence is lucky, actually got matched with a rookie. She is definitely going to make it to the second round!"

"Who is Mr. F matched against?"

"It’s the current Rank 2, Witch."

"Whoa, they must have intended this! Sweeping changes!"

"Why do I feel this competition is unfair? The abilities aren’t equal, those kicked out might be stronger than those advanced! It depends on luck, whether your matchup is strong or weak, this is too random!"

"There’s also a revival round. The winner of the revival round can advance directly to the final. After all, people only care about the top ten rankings, nothing else matters."

Every single word fell into Chloe Collins’s ears.

She was twirling a black pen in her hands, her expression dark and inscrutable. After a while, she took out her phone and sent a ssage to Nathaniel Nolan.

He replied instantly.

[Nathaniel: Yeah! I saw it just now too. I was wondering why you suddenly decided to appear, it seems soone is out to get you. What will you do?]

[Chloe: I’ll flush them out, no one gets left behind.]

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Sunday morning, the venue for the Secret Network In-Person Tournant.

The competition was held in a grand hotel, with two full floors booked by the organisers.

Early in the morning, competitors and guests from all over the world had started to arrive and sign in.

The level of this competition was up to international standards, attracting many dia. Caras and other equipnt were already set up for the live broadcast.

There was a brief opening ceremony from eight to nine in the morning, mainly to introduce the top two hundred competitors.

The waiting area was divided into three parts, one for our country, and two for foreign countries.

There were quite a few competitors from foreign countries this ti, so they were divided into two areas.

Most journalists focused their caras on the foreigner areas, because that’s where most of the masters were.

There were only over sixty competitors from our country this ti.

Among them, one person in a blue mask and blue hat had a slim build and looked about eighteen years old. He might not seem noticeable, but the na "hunt" on the naplate in front of his table definitely caught a lot of attention.

The na "hunt" stood out, causing a lot of discussions.

Hawk Spirit, who was also in the sa area, had his eyes glued to the back of Hunt’s head. He couldn’t believe that Hunt was such a young guy.

Well, his job was done now that the target had appeared. Once the competition was over, he would deliver the information to his employer, and he wouldn’t need to worry about the rest.

Alexander Foster, as Rank 1, had an exclusive seat surrounded by high-profile guests, basking in endless glory.

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(Sorry, my head has been foggy these days and I keep ssing up Chapter numbers, and I don’t have permission to change them later.)"