<h4>Chapter 1649: Chapter 1649: Winning Over</h4>


    "But I haven’t finished killing."


    Julius Reed tly refused. "In this world, nothing is more important than killing."


    After speaking, he once more walked towards the group of people from Ocean Academy who were drinking.


    "Arrogant!" The old man who was just pushed back by Julius Reed was about to move forward when he was immediately stopped by the headmaster.


    "Young brother, they are my people. But if you want to kill, I won’t stop you! However, if you can spare them, I assure you what you can gain will be much more than killing!"


    The headmaster of Ocean Academy was dressed in a blue robe, with beard and hair already grayed.


    Yet his aura was unmatched!


    "Very well." Julius Reed finally halted his steps. "Who are you, sir?"


    "This is Lord Brant Fairbanks, headmaster of Ocean Academy!"


    Without waiting for the old man to speak, someone from Ocean Academy immediately introduced.


    The students finally let out a sigh of relief.


    They were just a hair’s breadth away from death!


    "Please, to the private room!" Brant Fairbanks smiled, gesturing with his hand.


    "This is my friend, named East Pavilion. We are inseparable; since the old sir has extended an invitation, could he join us?" Julius Reed stood before enor Wood, asking aloud.


    Throughout, he carried an air of arrogance.


    "Sure, of course!" Brant Fairbanks nodded, and the old man beside him immediately led the way to the private room.


    Though the hotel wasrge, there were only four private rooms.


    It was nearly impossible for anyone not extremely prestigious to stay in a private room.


    After entering the private room, Julius Reed disregarded Brant Fairbanks, directly pulling enor Wood to sit at the doorway.


    The door location is safe.


    Both advancing and retreating could be controlled.


    "Let me introduce, this is the vice-headmaster of Ocean Academy, Tennyson Hawthorne. I am Brant Fairbanks, the headmaster of Ocean Academy." After introducing himself, Brant Fairbanks sat opposite Julius Reed.


    Only four people were in the private room.


    No one else came.


    "Where is the thing you mentioned?" Julius Reed got straight to the point, offering no euphemisms.


    "Don’t rush." Brant Fairbanks asked with a smile: "Do you know of Ocean Academy?"


    "I don’t!" Julius Reed was somewhat impatient: "Are you deceiving me? Or ying with me? If you want to fight, let’s fight; I don’t like unnecessary talk!"


    His words made enor Wood feel quite satisfied.


    Though the other party was clearly unhappy, they still had to wee with a smile.


    As for Tennyson Hawthorne, though brimming with anger, since the headmaster hadn’t spoken, he naturally could not overstep his bounds.


    He just had to bear it.


    "Listen to me first." Brant Fairbanks seemed not to mind Julius Reed’s rudeness at all, instead proactively pouring tea for Julius Reed and enor Wood.


    "Since you’re already here, I’ll briefly tell you about Ocean Academy, and then give you what you want. If you’re unsatisfied, you can leave and go kill my disciple."


    Brant Fairbanks pushed the teacup in front of Julius Reed and enor Wood, seemingly always smiling.


    Old hand in the game.


    But what he didn’t know was that the youth he always underestimated was older than him in every way.


    "Thank you." Julius Reed picked up the teacup, took a sip, and immediately looked at enor Wood.


    enor Wood also nced at him.


    Both saw the same meaning in each other’s eyes.


    There was poison in the tea.


    "Gentlemen, is this tea not to your liking?" Brant Fairbanks showed no signs of nervousness or anxiety, calmly instructing Tennyson Hawthorne: "Go, change the tea."


    "No need! We are wanderers, never have drunk such good tea before, sorry for embarrassing ourselves." Julius Reed drank it all at once.


    Savoring it.


    enor Wood also finished drinking.


    "Tea should be savored. You drank it too fast, it’s... a bit wasteful!" Brant Fairbanksughed joyously.


    Hypocrite!


    This was Julius Reed’s judgment of Brant Fairbanks!


    He engaged with this headmaster of Ocean Academy to ascertain his true nature.


    As expected, an old hand in the game!


    Cunning in action, leaving no loose ends!


    His mind was incredibly meticulous.


    If he were to act, current actors might all lose their jobs.


    This encounter was Julius Reed’s way of verifying whether Moore Cedar’s words had any issues.


    To think of such a cunning n, only a hypocrite could aplish.


    Clearly.


    Brant Fairbanks was a hypocrite.


    "Ocean Academy is a jewel of the martial arts world. Some sects stay away from the mundane world, dwelling in mountains for years. These people dedicate themselves to martial arts, undistracted."


    At this point, Brant Fairbanks smilingly asked: "What do you think of the strength of Ocean Academy?"


    "I don’t know, and I’m not interested." Julius Reed spoke calmly, not giving him any face.


    "I guess you’re heading to Boulevard Mountain too?" Brant Fairbanks smiled faintly.


    He seemed not to mind Julius Reed’s rudeness at all.


    "Correct." Julius Reed nodded: "My brother and I want to join the bustling Boulevard Martial Arts Festival. Are you going too?"


    "Exactly!" Brant Fairbanks took a sip of tea, leisurely stating: "You should know a bit about Boulevard Mountain. Now, Boulevard and Demarco Mount are already at war! Which side do you think will win?"


    "I don’t know." Julius Reed didn’t guess.


    What’s the point of guessing?


    Surely it’d be himself winning!


    "I’ll tell you." A hint of pride shed across Brant Fairbanks’s face: "Who wins is not for them to say. It’s for me."


    "You’re bluffing, aren’t you?" Julius Reed snorted, pretending not to believe.


    "Whichever side we join, that side will win." Brant Fairbanks refilled Julius Reed’s teacup, smiling: "Do you believe, or not?"


    "I don’t believe!"


    Julius Reed was a bit impatient: "If you’re trying to waste my time, then you’ve achieved your goal."


    After finishing, he stood up directly.


    "Young brother!" Brant Fairbanks extended his hand, and Tennyson Hawthorne immediately handed over a phone. "Here is themunication record between the Caldwell Family of Boulevard Mountain and us. This matter is top secret. But I sincerely want to offer you a bright future!"


    After speaking, he handed the phone over.


    Feigning disbelief, Julius Reed’s eyes showed doubt.


    After receiving the phone, he quickly flipped through it.


    The more he read, the more surprised he became.


    Who would have thought Ocean Academy wielded such influence!


    Back when the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance ruled the world, they didn’t know of such an organization.


    One sentence stood out vividly.


    Participated in overthrowing the former Holy Lord of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.


    "Is everything written here true?" After memorizing all the contents, Julius Reed returned the phone.


    "Absolutely. Young brother, if both of you join us, your future will be bright!" Brant Fairbanks’s face was full of confidence. "As a meeting gift, I can let you try one of our Strength pills."


    "Great!" Julius Reed agreed without hesitation. "If it’s as magical as you say, I’d be willing to work for you!"


    "Tennyson Hawthorne, bring the item!" A smile curled at the corners of Brant Fairbanks’s lips.