"West Tower, where are you from? Who is your master?"
Gray Wolf Pavilion.
Brant Fairbanks sat on the sofa, looking at Julius Reed opposite him, and spoke with a smile.
"Today, let's not talk about anything else, just chat about everyday matters."
Saying this, he peeled an orange and handed it to Julius Reed.
He looked just like a loving master.
In fact, after Julius Reed displayed the three techniques today, not only was the Caldwell Family curious, but Brant Fairbanks was even more curious about this West Tower's identity and family background.
Three techniques!
If not from a distinguished family, or without a formidable master, how could someone so young be so powerful?
Even though Brant Fairbanks was the principal of Ocean Academy, and had seen prodigies from the three great academies.
He still had to admit that the prodigies from the three great academies were far inferior to West Tower.
