<strong>Chapter 1777: Chapter 1777: Upholding Justice Over Family Ties</strong>


    “Check the surveince!”


    Brant Fairbanks roared, scaring Han Caldwell into a paleplexion, and his tongue instantly tied itself into a knot.


    “If it were something else, Ocean Academy wouldn’t mind. But the stolen item is the Ocean Jade! The Dean’s token!”


    He raised the jade in his hand and said coldly, “If it’s used by someone with ill intent, it would cause massive upheaval in the martial artsmunity! It could even ruin Ocean Academy’s reputation!”


    After his words, the venue fell into silence.


    No one wasn’t worried about this matter.


    All present were bigwigs in the martial artsmunity, naturally understanding the consequences of a Sect Leader’s token being stolen.


    With the token, entering a sect would be like entering uninhabited territory.


    Want to steal scriptures or assassinate some people, it would be incredibly easy!


    “No need to check.” Han Caldwell stood up and walked to Brant Fairbanks: “Today, Coldname’s visit to the Gray Wolf Pavilion was my idea. But the purpose was to have a talk between West Tower and Olindo Caldwell about marriage. Does Dean Fairbanks suspect that I bear ill intent towards you?”


    A granddaughter, Han Caldwell could not care about.


    That’s a generation off.


    But a son is his own flesh and blood!


    Now Brant Fairbanks wants to frame his son; Han Caldwell couldn’t possibly sit idly by.


    “Not necessarily!” Brant Fairbanks didn’t back down in the slightest. Instead, he faced Han Caldwell head-on, unyieldingly saying: “Since this morning, from the arena to now, you have been wanting to destroy Ocean Academy at every moment! I know you’re envious, Han Caldwell, and I also know you’re jealous of us, worried that Ocean Academy could rece you at any time.”


    These words hit deep within Han Caldwell’s heart.


    That’s exactly what he was worried about.


    But no matter what, he couldn’t admit it!


    “Brant Fairbanks, we’re all working for the holy lord, be mindful of your words.” Han Caldwell countered sharply.


    “Now, how do you exin this? Or rather, your son stole the Ocean Jade, what are you nning to do?”


    Today, Brant Fairbanks must kill Coldname!


    This was the opportunity given by West Tower, and he must grasp it!


    To let off steam!


    “There are other circumstances.” Han Caldwell turned around, looking at Coldname: “Tell me, was it really you?”


    “No, father, I am wronged.” Coldname panicked; that jade was clearly given by West Tower, how did it turn into the Dean’s token?


    “In the afternoon… when I took West Tower to find Hayden Caldwell, it was West Tower that gave it to me. If you don’t believe me, you can ask West Tower!”


    After these words, Han Caldwell’s face changed instantly.


    Is there even a need to ask?


    It’s clear that the other side is setting a trap to frame his foolish son!


    “How could a Sect Leader’s token be on me?” Julius Reed sat in his ce, saying calmly: “If Young Master Coldname doesn’t want to confess, there is no need to frame me. To be honest, I have no ties to the Caldwell Family, why would I give you such a valuable thing? Besides, how could the Sect Leader’s token be in my possession?”


    Finished!


    Coldname slumped in his chair, trembling as he raised his hand: “You framed me…”


    “The one who harms others will eventually harm themselves.” Julius Reed didn’t even nce at him, sipping his wine leisurely.


    Only by killing Coldname could the conflict bepletely aggravated.


    Moreover, since it was Coldname’s bad idea and wanted to trick him, he should be prepared to face the bacsh.


    In this world, there’s no reason to get hit without hitting back.


    “Without rules, nothing can be aplished.” As if wanting to beat someone while they’re down, Julius Reed turned his head, looking at Han Caldwell, and said slowly: “An alliance must have rules. Otherwise, with hundreds of sects, how can they be restrained? A scattered mob can’t win.”


    “Indeed, there must be rules! Or, if there’s a conflict between us, there must be a fair ce for addressing issues.”


    “With so many people gathered together, there needs to be a ce for mediation or rules. Otherwise, it’ll just be chaos.”


    Martial artists strongly agreed with this statement.


    Since they came to Boulevard Mountain to support the Holy Lord, they were clearly here to make achievements and receive rewards in the future.


    If there were no rules, all benefits would be taken by the big sects, what about the smaller ones?


    Working in vain?


    Clearly, rules are needed to bind them.


    “During the day, you broke the arena’s rules, allowing Franco Tennyson toe down and try to kill me, and I didn’t care.” Julius Reed stood up, staring into Han Caldwell’s eyes: “But now, your son has stolen my academy’s treasure, do you still want to break the rules? If so, Ocean Academy will withdraw from the alliance!”


    “Indeed, we will withdraw from the alliance!”


    Brant Fairbanks echoed.


    For a moment, he almost doubted if he really was the Sect Leader.


    Howe everything was said by West Tower?


    He, instead, became the echo?


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    But with the current situation, one must admit that every step West Tower took was correct.


    Now, pressuring for abdication!


    “Caught red-handed; if Mr. Caldwell continues to shield him, it will chill our hearts.”


    Brant Fairbanks finished speaking, and smiled, “If I remember correctly, theft is a capital crime. However, Mr. Caldwell has made indelible contributions to the alliance. Making an exception to spare your son’s life is not impossible.”


    After those words, Han Caldwell’s face looked even worse!


    Make an exception?


    Not even having fought with Demarco Mount, a precedent is set?


    The loss from breaking rules far surpasses Coldname’s life!


    Han Caldwell was no fool; he would definitely not be the target!


    Words would only fall into the hands of others!


    “Brant Fairbanks, are you determined to force my son to death today?”


    Han Caldwell, enraged,ughed instead, asionally ncing at Julius Reed.


    A setup!


    Want Coldname’s life?


    All in front of the world’s martial artists?


    Fine!


    He would not let them have their way!


    “Coldname’s life is in your hands.” Brant Fairbanks sped his hands behind his back, saying calmly: “I won’t insist.”


    “Father, please save me!” Coldname eximed, as if grasping at a lifeline! “As long as you speak, you can preserve my life!”


    At the brink of life and death, no one isn’t afraid!


    Even if Coldname were a fool, he’d know he’d been set up!


    He couldn’t produce any evidence proving the jade was given by West Tower, and there was no surveince at the teahouse door.


    No way to defend himself!


    The opponent had already dug a pit, waiting for him to jump in!


    The only hope for survival now was Han Caldwell!


    “Brant Fairbanks, I will remember this ount!” Han Caldwell ced one hand on his waist, his eyes fixated on Brant Fairbanks.


    No way to defend himself!


    He somewhat regretted, ultimately underestimating Ocean Academy.


    Since the other side set the trap to take his hand, what else wouldn’t they dare do?


    “Father, father save me…” Coldname perspired profusely in his panic.


    “Sorry.” Han Caldwell closed his eyes, his hand thrusting the longsword straight into Coldname’s heart!


    “Pfft!”


    Coldname, who was shouting, shivered, his eyes filled with disbelief.


    He never imagined his father would personally kill him.


    “Well done!” Witnessing this scene, Brant Fairbanks led the apuse: “Mr. Caldwell acts nobly, such a person is well-suited to be amander!”


    Apuse echoed within Dark Moon Pce.


    Han Caldwell withdrew his sword, nced at Julius Reed, and returned to his seat.


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