<h4>Chapter 1655: Chapter 1655 Burden</h4>
In a brief exchange of blows, he could sense Whitaker Dog’s formidable strength.
Someone with this level of power could absolutely not be an unknown figure!
And take a look at the scene before them!
A coffin, funeral banners, paper money!
Plus the ring suona horns and brass gongs!
Mourning clothes!
Bup mourning cloth!
Brant Fairbanks suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
"Hold on!" Just as people from Ocean Academy were about to leave, Whitaker Dog suddenly spoke up.
"What? You still want to tangle with us! We backed down, don’t push your luck!" Brant Fairbanks suddenly turned around, filled with intense killing intent!
He wanted to use this killing intent to show the surrounding martial artists just how strong he was!
The reason for retreat was due to benevolence and righteousness, not cowardice!
Cold!
That’s the feeling all the martial artists had.
Gloomy cold!
The chill emanating from Brant Fairbanks was almost palpable.
"It’s a misunderstanding." Whitaker Dog reached out, smiling as he handed a wad of paper money for the dead to the people from Ocean Academy: "After all, when you hit someone, you have to pay for their medical expenses!"
After saying that, he ordered coldly, "Close the doors!"
"Leave!"
The people of the Funeral Alliance immediately began to drive them out.
Julius Reed and enor Wood took advantage of the chaos to quietly slip away, but as they did so, they dropped a note.
On the note was their room number.
"Who would have thought that the illustrious Ocean Academy would stoop to such inhumane things! And they im to be a reputable sect! Bah!"
"Grubby sycophants, shameless scoundrels!"
The martial artists recalled Knox Michael’s actions with disdain!
These curses, without exception, all reached Brant Fairbanks’s ears.
If it weren’t for Knox Michael tarnishing the academy’s reputation, he surely would have taught this brute a lesson today!
Unfortunately...
"Sigh." Brant Fairbanks let out a sigh, suddenly remembering Julius Reed behind him.
"Why are you two here?" He turned around, looking at the two with some suspicion.
He had been focusing on taking Knox Michael away earlier and hadn’t noticed this issue at all.
Thinking back now, it seemed fishy.
As the dean, getting news and rushing over here, how did these two arrive even faster?
"Dean, I know that person." Julius Reed lowered his voice, seemingly worried about being overheard: "I couldn’t sleep, so I was chatting with East Pavilion in the lobby. After all, ording to your instructions, East Pavilion needs to go to Demarco Mount, and we will be separated for a while."
"But who would have thought we’d run into this group. You don’t know, but they are martial artists from Boulevard Mountain. The leader knows Devlin, who ims to be the world’s greatest mind. I’ve interacted with them before a long time ago, and they’re not to be provoked!"
With a hint of helplessness in his voice, Julius Reed added, "If it were just that one person, I could handle it. But Devlin holds a significant position in the Caldwell Family, provoking him would be akin to provoking the entire Caldwell Family."
"I don’t care!" Brant Fairbanks’s face darkened to the extreme. "I’ve heard of this Devlin before. Fine, then up Boulevard, I will have a good discussion with them!"
"Dean..."
"No need to say more! You bothe to my room, I have something to discuss." Brant Fairbanks didn’t leave with Knox Michael but went ahead, taking Julius Reed and enor Wood to his room instead.
"Dean Michael was once a model teacher, yet hemitted such disgraceful acts. You all must take heed and not repeat such mistakes by walking the old path!"
Spacious!
Bright!
That was Julius Reed’s first impression upon entering the room.
What a wealthy guy!
He and enor Wood crammed into one room, while this guy sleeps in a room over three hundred square feet!
Julius Reed nced around.
Wow!
The bathroom itself was fifty square feet!
What’s inside here...
Julius Reed dashed forward.
He opened the bathroom door!
Inside were three women squatting.
Julius Reed quickly shut the door!
Bam!
Awkward.
"Ahem..." Brant Fairbanks’s face flushed red down to his neck, but he quickly dispelled the awkwardness saying, "These are people without a ce to stay, it’s freezing outside, can’t let them..."
Wow!
Three of them!
Julius Reed chuckled internally but spoke up, "Saving one life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Look, they don’t even have clothes. If they froze out there all night, wouldn’t they surely die?"
"Yes! Yes!" Brant Fairbanks nodded quickly: "That’s exactly it!"
He was very pleased, having at least found an excuse to save face.
"But the tradition of our academy is to never publicize good deeds. Understand?"
"Got it! About today’s affair..." Julius Reed reached into his pocket, a bit awkwardly: "I originally wanted to offer the dean a cigarette, but I ran out of money to buy them..."
"It’s the thought that counts." Brant Fairbanks nodded appreciatively, pulling out a piece of jade from his pocket. "This is a treasure of our academy; holding it means you’ll never have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life. You set the price for this item."
Julius Reed epted the jade piece, which had ’Ocean Blue Sky’ inscribed on it!
"This is..."
He was a bit skeptical, wondering if this item was truly valuable.
Can’t be just a trick.
Can’t fool an old hand like him easily.
"This is a token from Ocean Academy. With it, you can take anything for free from our academy’s bank. Only the dean and vice deans have this authorization." Brant Fairbanks felt a bit of pain in parting with it.
But to seal the boy’s lips, a substantial offer was necessary!
In half a month, these two would suffer a terribly painful death!
Then he could take the item back.
Just regrettable he left in such haste that he forgot about those three women in the room.
"Thank you, Dean. But I’m curious, where exactly are the banks of our Ocean Academy?" Julius Reed had only heard of Ocean Academy yesterday, much less any banks.
"Anytime, anywhere." Brant Fairbanks chuckled: "Of course, except for this endless snowy in. Just hold this jade in the city, and naturally, someone will find you. This jade has a secret."
Julius Reed held it up, examining it in the light.
Inside the jade was something like a chip.
Great.
He could enjoy freely from now on.
"Ah, almost forgot the main issue." Brant Fairbanks shut the door, lowering his voice: "Knox Michael is injured and temporarily cannot escort Baylor Davenport to Boulevard Mountain. This task can only be entrusted to you."
The vice dean was indisposed; he had no one else he could trust.
But these two before him likely had no more than half a month to live, no different than dead men.
The safest option!
"This..." Julius Reed declined: "I’m really not up to such a big responsibility!"
"Do this task well, and the academy’s reward will be astounding!" Brant Fairbanks urged once more.
No other way, who could have anticipated Knox Michael suddenly getting injured?
"Then... thank you, Dean, for your trust." Julius Reed could hardly hide his innerughter.
He had manipted events to get Whitaker Dog to injure Knox Michael, all for the purpose of taking Knox Michael’s ce!
Now, his wish was fulfilled.
Pitiful Brant Fairbanks, utterly oblivious.
"Head back, tomorrow I’ll give you an address. Remember, don’t make any mistakes! At the academy, except for my orders, ignore anyone else’s!" Brant Fairbanks said, patting Julius Reed earnestly on the shoulder: "Young man, you must bear the heavy burden!"
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