<strong>Chapter 1668: Chapter 1668 Reunion</strong>


    They say silence is golden, but Julius Reed doesn’tck money; he’s a wealthy man.


    So on this journey, he ns to clear up the matter of the Ocean Academy with Baylor Davenport.


    The theft of “The Extraordinary Mirror of Heaven and Earth” adds another dark cloud to Demarco Mount’s already unclear sky.


    Julius Reed suddenly realizes that, as the supreme leader of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, he might be a little ipetent…


    He didn’t even know that the ancient texts in the Library of Ten Thousand Scrolls were stolen.


    “What are you thinking about?” Baylor Davenport broke the silence half an hourter.


    “Nothing.” Julius Reed replied simply, asking, “How much do you know about the Ocean Academy? Tell me about their origins, about the stories you know.”


    “I haven’t been at the Ocean Academy for even a month, so I’m unclear on a lot of things. If you want to ask someone, why not ask Director Chi?” Baylor Davenport turned his head, looking at him slightly flippantly, “Trying to strike up a conversation? Or hoping to continue taking advantage?”


    Both knew that it wouldn’t be possible to keep silent the whole journey.


    Since Baylor Davenport has already been taken advantage of, he might as well be smart and make the other party feel a bit guilty.


    Harmony is also a form of interaction, as is hostility, and Baylor Davenport now needs help, so he might as well be magnanimous.


    “I’m not one to stoop to taking advantage.” Julius Reed raised his gaze to the distance, “Tell me carefully, so I can retrieve the texts and also cure you.”


    “I’ll tell you in detail when we reach Boulevard.” Baylor Davenport snorted lightly, turning his head away.


    Heading west, one begins to see martial artists sporadically.


    This indicates the proximity to Boulevard.


    Martial artists traverse the snowy fields from all directions, gathering on Boulevard.


    To attend the grand convention hosted by Boulevard.


    But the path Julius Reed took was very secluded; Brant Fairbanks chose to take a detour to avoid the crowded main road.


    Even so, many martial artists could still be seen, indicating the proximity of Boulevard.


    Baylor Davenport removed his mask and covered his face with ayer of ck gauze.


    Safetyes first, as Julius Reed had warned long ago.


    After traveling dozens of kilometers further, they finally saw a crowd.


    But those people were noisy, as if something had happened.


    “Detour around.” Julius Reed whispered softly in Baylor Davenport’s ear.


    Getting to Boulevard was the top priority.


    He intended to leave, but someone wouldn’t let him.


    Julius Reed rode Mont Horse to detour around the crowd when a group of uniformly clothed martial artists stepped forward, reaching out to block them, “Stop!”


    “What’s the matter?” Julius Reed nced over.


    These martial artists wore blue clothes, all with red belts around their waists.


    On the belts, a scorpion was embroidered.


    Scorpions are poisonous, and anything associated with scorpions usually isn’t anything good.


    “Where are you headed?” The bearded martial artist leader stepped out, looked Julius Reed up and down, and asked, “Are you going to Boulevard?”


    “So what if I am, and so what if I’m not?” Julius Reed replied coldly.


    To his right, many martial artists were also being blocked and were arguing.


    “Aren’t you being a bit too domineering? This road wasn’t built by you. Why stop us from passing?”


    “Scram, scram, scram! If you want to go, take a detour! If you can’t detour, then go back!”


    “The Boulevard event is hosted by the Caldwell Family; aren’t you afraid they’ll hold it against you for acting this way?”


    “Enough with the nonsense! You have ten minutes to scram! Ten minutester, don’t me us for being impolite!”


    The blue-robed martial artists were extremely arrogant, not caring at all about these martial artists heading to Boulevard.


    Julius Reed understood that these blue-d people simply didn’t want them to pass.


    “To go to Boulevard, take a detour! This road is closed!” The bearded man didn’t want to waste words with Julius Reed and waved him off, “Hurry along! This is your second warning; next time, we won’t be so polite!”


    That day, he didn’t know how many people he’d driven away, his voice already hoarse.


    Before Julius Reed could speak, an old man on the right asked in a deep voice, “If this old man insists on going, what can you do?”


    “Old man, you must think you have too many heads!” A blue-robed martial artist drew his de, threatening fiercely.


    “This old man has only one head, but I don’t mind taking one from you!”


    Whoosh!


    The old man drew his sword directly!


    A sh of cold light!


    The blue-robed martial artist’s head hit the ground!


    Hot blood sttered on the ground, stunning everyone!


    ng!


    The old man sheathed his sword and asked again, “Who dares stop me?”


    No one spoke.


    The blue-robed martial artists’ eyes were filled with fear, subconsciously retreating.


    Even the bearded leader was dumbfounded.


    He seemed unable to believe that someone dared draw a sword and kill in this area!


    “Old…” The bearded man started to speak, but before the words ‘old bastard’ coulde out, he changed his address: “Esteemed old gentleman, do you know whom you’ve killed?”


    He pointed to his red belt and the scorpion emblem on it, “Thirty li from here is the Martial Manor! The wife of the Manor Owner is from the Boulevard Caldwell Family!”


    “So there is such a connection?”


    “No wonder they dare block us; turns out they’re affiliated with the Caldwell Family in Boulevard. Let’s back off.”


    Many, upon hearing this news, decided to retreat immediately.


    Not worth the trouble.


    “Then let me ask you.” The old man who had killed, however, remained calm, “Did the Caldwell Family instruct you to stop us? If so, the martial arts conference they host would be a farce, wouldn’t it? In that case, ording to your word, the Caldwell Family is merely seeking fame and making a fool of the martial artists of the world!”


    “I didn’t say that!” The bearded man was so scared that cold sweat poured down his head.


    If those words reached the Caldwell Family’s ears, his head would have to roll a million times over.


    He had hoped that revealing the connection between the Manor Owner and the Caldwell Family would make these martial artists drop the idea, but he never expected this old man to act unpredictably,pletely shutting him up.


    “That’s the implication of your words!” The old man drew his sword again, pointing it at the group of blue-robed men before him, “Move aside! Otherwise, I’ll kill you traitors on behalf of the Caldwell Family!”


    He drew his sword, but the other martial artists feared getting involved and hesitated.


    “Old…old man, I warn you, don’t throw dirt on me! And you’ve killed someone from our Martial Manor…”


    “I’ll kill you right now!” The old man trod on the snow, quickly moving and swinging his sword!


    The bearded man’s head fell to the snow in an instant.


    “Run!”


    Five secondster.


    The blue-robed martial artists fled in disarray!


    That man was crazy!


    Not only did the Martial Manor people run, but those preparing to head to Boulevard also turned and fled, afraid of being implicated!


    The old man sheathed his sword, as calm as a millpond.


    “Stop!”


    Just as the old man was about to leave, Julius Reed suddenly spoke.


    In his arms, Baylor Davenport shuddered, quickly muttering, “Why provoke him!”


    This is a ruthless old fellow who kills without batting an eye!


    “Are you calling me?” The old man turned back, scrutinizing the man and woman on horseback.


    “That’s right.”


    Julius Reed brandished his sword in the air and rushed towards the old man!