"Killed soone?"
Brant Fairbanks had ntally prepared himself for this.
After all, even though this kid could fight, his ability to cause trouble was also top-notch.
If it weren’t for his presence today, this guy’s body might have been chopped up and fed to the dogs.
That was Prescott Leopold and Han Caldwell!
Two renowned veterans in the martial arts world, yet they were infuriated to death by this kid.
"I was wondering what happened, turns out soone was killed." Brant Fairbanks let out a long breath.
In the martial arts world, fists are hard logic.
Disputes and killings are unavoidable.
On whose hands among martial artists isn’t bloodstained?
Under whose lofty position lies heaps of bones?
As long as it’s not soone significant, then so be it.
"Who did you kill?" Considering who Julius Reed killed today, Brant Fairbanks felt an inexplicable tension.
Hopefully, it’s not an important figure.
"A minor martial artist. When I ca to Kunlun Mountain, he led people to block at the foot of the mountain. Thinking about the mission given by the Dean, and worried the longer we wait the more complications, I killed those blocking the way." Julius Reed said solemnly.
"Well done!" Brant Fairbanks slapped his thigh, looking at him with full approval: "Escorting Baylor Davenport is already fraught with difficulties. We have to guard against internal traitors and also be wary of those people from Black-wind Academy. If soone blocks the way, they’re enemies, not friends, you did right!"
"Then that’s good." Julius Reed nodded, stood up and said: "If soone asks and investigates, I hope the Dean can keep safe."
"Rest assured! Who would dare offend the strongest disciple of Ocean Academy?" Brant Fairbanks patted his chest, confidently assuring.
This guy has given him too many surprises.
How co he never noticed this forbidden drug was so powerful before?
Those disciples of the academy have their cultivation improved after taking it, but it’s rely a bit, far from reaching the level to crush West Tower.
"Then I’ll take my leave first and go check on Baylor." Julius Reed nodded and left Brant Fairbanks’ room.
"What a sha." After he left, Brant Fairbanks crossed his legs and shook his head: "If he could just obediently listen, he could be useful to . But his death would also be worthwhile, which young person in the martial arts world dares to be so arrogant?"
"Indeed." Tennyson Hawthorne said with eyes full of worry: "Would Shushan put this issue on us? Ocean Academy wanting to be seen by the martial artists, Shushan’s influence can’t be overlooked."
"We don’t need to worry about that." Brant Fairbanks said with ambition that was obvious in his eyes: "My Ocean Academy is set to unify the world; re Shushan, what’s worth ntioning!"
"Dean is right." Tennyson Hawthorne sighed and couldn’t help but ask: "If Ocean Academy heads north, would the other two academies join forces to resist? After all, the three academies have ancestral codes, not to leave the southern territory."
The three academies were originally one, but before its founder died, he split it into three.
The three families scattered across the three city-states of the southern territory, each keeping the other in check.
"The southern territory is barren, are we to hide here with the skills we’ve honed, fighting beasts day in and day out? Old Shu, I brought you out to see just how vast this outer world is. Look, isn’t this world worth our pursuit?"
Brant Fairbanks beca more and more excited as he spoke: "The three academies have abilities, but what can they do every day besides hunt those beasts? Look at these martial artists, how happy they live!"
Tennyson Hawthorne remained silent.
Indeed.
In terms of skills, every person in the three academies is powerful.
Among them, there are several who can be compared with Prescott Leopold.
This doesn’t even include the true martial arts masters controlling the academies.
But they live in the southern territory, desolate and backward.
South of the southern territory is a dense forest.
It’s called the Forest of Death.
There, countless monsters reside.
Many of these creatures are listed as extinct in the books of ordinary countries.
The task of the three academies is to prevent those beasts from crossing the southern territory and causing havoc in the world.
They’ve guarded there for generations. Although life is prosperous, it’s still nowhere near the brightness and prosperity of the outer world.
"But if we leave, what about the Forest of Death..."
"That’s not your concern. Once I unite the three academies, I’ll arrange for people to take turns guarding. Once things stabilize, I will personally lead people to the Forest of Death to explore it!" Brant Fairbanks interrupted Tennyson Hawthorne, speaking with great ambition.
"But the ancestral code..." Tennyson Hawthorne still appeared very hesitant.
Doing so would make them almost enemies of the southern territory.
The pressure is imnse.
"Ancestral code? Ancestral code clearly states, do not practice forbidden books. But as you’ve seen, Baylor Davenport has the circulation of sun and moon within him, his abilities soaring! And West Tower ate my pill and can block even a god! Ancestral code? The thinking of the ancestors, it’s ti to break free from it." Brant Fairbanks walked to the window, humming lightly: "I, Brant Fairbanks, will beco the master of the world!"
But suddenly, his eyes fixated downward.
"Han Caldwell, why has he co again?"
Below the Gray Wolf Pavilion, Han Caldwell ca alone.
Under the guidance of the butler inside the Gray Wolf Pavilion, he quickly arrived at Brant Fairbanks’ door.
Knock!
The knocking sound echoed.
"Enter!" Brant Fairbanks pulled the door open, saw Han Caldwell, and smiled gently: "Why has Mr. Caldwell co again?"
After Shushan left, everyone scattered.
A small portion left with Prescott Leopold, but the majority, tempted by Han Caldwell, chose to stay.
But it hasn’t even been an hour since, why has the Family Head of Caldwell returned?
"Dean Fairbanks, since we’re cooperating, we must maintain honesty, right?" Han Caldwell stood at the door, not entering.
His eyes stared intensely at Brant Fairbanks as he began to speak.
Although logically, Ocean Academy has no reason to kill soone from the Taylor Family, but things don’t happen without a reason.
There must be sothing tricky.
"Honesty, naturally. But if Mr. Caldwell wants Baylor Davenport, you’ll have to wait a bit longer." Brant Fairbanks narrowed his eyes, starting to guess the purpose of Han Caldwell’s visit.
"Alright! Then let ask you." Han Caldwell pointed outside the window, speaking in a low tone: "Did Ocean Academy kill soone from the Taylor Family?"
"Taylor Family?" Brant Fairbanks frowned slightly.
It seems, no.
But he suddenly rembered, West Tower’s words before leaving.
"Is the Taylor Family below Kunlun Mountain?" Brant Fairbanks asked back.
"That’s right! It seems this affair was indeed Dean Fairbanks’ doing?" Han Caldwell was sowhat surprised, he never expected this affair would actually relate to Ocean Academy.
"It wasn’t done by directly, but I did authorize it." Brant Fairbanks nodded.
Thankfully, West Tower inford him of this matter in advance, otherwise, he wouldn’t know how to answer Han Caldwell’s query.
"Is that for real?" Han Caldwell squinted his eyes, completely unprepared for Brant Fairbanks to admit so openly.
He previously thought it was a fra-up!
"Indeed. If they were killed, they were killed. What is Mr. Caldwell’s intention in asking about this?" Brant Fairbanks didn’t take it to heart.
"Nothing more." Han Caldwell turned and left the room.
After three steps, he paused, turned back, and looked at Brant Fairbanks: "Dean Fairbanks, well done."
And with that, he strode away!
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