From Ruin to Reign Leander's Unbreakable Will novel Chapter 641

Chapter 641 A Dead Man Asks No Questions

“Mr. Lowell, how about I take this fight from here?”

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The voice carried through the auditorium. Everyone there–students and teachers alike–had been staring in despair, their anxiety spiking as Julian struggled. But the moment that voice cut through, all eyes snapped toward its source.

“Leander?” many whispered, barely audible.

It really was Leander. He stood calmly, one hand clasped behind his back, rising to his feet with an effortless composure.

For a moment, the entire auditorium went dead silent. Nobody could say a word. They just stared, frozen.

They thought he’d lost it. Julian was locked in a sky–high duel with the Twin Ghosts of Blightwood–everyone knew, firsthand, the kind of earth–shattering, mountain–shattering power that could be unleashed with a single movement.

Compared to that, they were nothing but fragile ants.

The lowest of the low.

They had zero say in anything.

Leander had once been the top student at Ravenridge Senior High, a big deal at the time, but how could that possibly matter against these indescribably terrifying beings?

One swing of their hands, one strike, and he’d be turned to paste, bones ground to dust. And he just casually says he wants Julian to hand over this fight to him?

“Leander? He’s seriously lost it up there?”

Victor, Shiloh, and Hendrix exchanged the same thought.

Leander was a Mornwick Legend, chairman of Jeff Enterprises–they all knew that.

Even so, standing against the Twin Ghosts of Blightwood, all his status and titles meant nothing. They were just empty badges, all flash and no real power, totally irrelevant.

One punch, one kick from them could wipe him out ten times over. And wealth and power? Forget about it.

“What is Leander doing…” Melanie’s eyes flicked over him constantly, and she pressed a hand to her red lips.

Although Jade rates Leander extremely highly, in this situation, how could someone not even twenty handle it? From where i stand, no matter how skilled he is, there’s no way he can go toe–to–toe with these grandmasters who’ve been around for decades, even centuries.

Beside her, Jade stayed quiet, her deep eyes unreadable, silent as ever.

In Highcliffe, Leander is unstoppable. He swept through the western region’s Riverstones, the arrogant ones, driving them out so thoroughly that they weren’t allowed a single step into Highcliffe for ten years.

He took down seven generals all by himself. Even if three provincial governors submitted a joint petition, they couldn’t put him down. I can’t help but hope that maybe, just maybe, he really can handle these two monsters.

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Chapter 641 A Dead Man Asks No Questions

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“Leander, is he really stepping up?” Jacklyn whispered from beside him, her small hands clenched tight. She was a mix of anticipation and worry, terrified that this step might be his undoing.

Yet, at the same time, she desperately wanted to see if he really had what it took to face the Twin Ghosts of Blightwood.

Across the room, James‘ mouth parted slightly when he saw Leander.

He remembered clearly that more than a year ago, Leander had aced the special exam at Highcliffe University in front of him and the associate dean. Full marks, perfect score. But now there was no time to reminisce.

All he wanted was to tell Leander to sit down fast before the Twin Ghosts of Blightwood set their sights on him and ruin his future.

Julian, who had been ready to burn himself out in a desperate fight, suddenly stopped in his tracks. His Primordial Energy sank with him. “It’s you?” he asked, turning to Leander, a hint of confusion in his voice.

Leander nodded. “Mr. Lowell, considering your position, you’ve already gone easy on them. Leave these guys to me.”

Everyone around them froze again. Listening to him, it was as if the Twin Ghosts of Blightwood were nothing at all in his eyes.

Victor shook his head, even more exasperated. “Does this guy really think his status matters? The other side dares to move in on a school, trap over a thousand teachers and students, and he think they care about him? Even if the state’s top officials or Astria’s richest man showed up, they’d be trembling in fear. Does he really plan to lean on being Mornwick’s Legend to intimidate them? That’s just ridiculous.”

In that moment, his awe of Leander faded. The intimidation he had felt earlier thinned out, replaced by something close to

disbelief.

He even found the whole thing a little ridiculous.

“What’s your name?” Julian didn’t shut him down right away. Instead, he asked calmly. He had noticed Leander earlier and sensed there was something different about him, something he couldn’t quite read.

Now that Leander had stepped forward and volunteered to fight, it only confirmed the suspicion forming in his mind.

“Leander Ashcroft.” The reply was short and steady. His gaze stayed deep and composed, giving nothing away.

“Leander Ashcroft…” Julian narrowed his eyes, clearly turning the name over in his head. Then suddenly, his eyes lit up. “Ashcroft? Ha! Well, I’ll be d’mned. This is perfect. Absolutely perfect.”

Everyone stared at him in confusion when he burst into laughter out of nowhere.

What he said next left the entire hall frozen in place. “I never thought Ravenridge Senior High would produce someone like you after me. A once–in–a–lifetime talent. This is a blessing for the school. I’m leaving this fight to you.”

After saying that, he seemed to relax completely. The overwhelming pressure around him vanished, and within seconds, he looked like nothing more than an ordinary older man again.

“What?”

Julian’s decision stunned every teacher and student present. Shock rippled across their expressions.

Julian lets Leander take his place in the fight, trusting him completely. What is going on?

“Has Mr. Lowell lost his mind?” Victor and the others exchanged looks, each seeing the same disbelief reflected in the others‘ eyes

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Chapter 641 A Dead Man Asks No Questions

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If they had not just witnessed Julian’s terrifying power with their own eyes, they might have genuinely assumed he was senile. The Twin Ghosts of Blightwood were monstrously strong.

Even Julian had been forced into a disadvantage and slammed straight into the auditorium floor. And yet now, he was calmly handing the entire battle over to Leander.

Melanie covered her mouth, her face drained of color, eyes wide with shock. The school administrators stood there stiff and speechless, unable to process what they were hearing. Jade, however, never took her eyes off Leander.

A quiet instinct told her that today, she might finally see who he really was.

“Thank you.” Leander raised his hands and cupped his fist respectfully toward Julian. He understood Julian must have already figured out who he was. Otherwise, there was no way he would entrust this fight, along with the lives of thousands of teachers and students, to him so completely.

Julian did not answer right away. A burst of wild laughter ripped through the sky as the Twin Ghosts of Blightwood descended, hovering directly above the crowd like dark omens.

“Julian, have you finally lost your mind?” Soul–Reaver Ghost King sneered. “You’re sending some rookie to fight in your place? What kind of stunt are you trying to pull?”

“A stunt?” Julian shook his head slowly. “To be honest, I’ve never been the type to believe in luck. But today, I have to say, the two of you are seriously out of it.”

He lifted a finger and pointed at Leander. His eyes were bright with an almost amused confidence. “With him here, whatever you’re planning is going to fall apart. You’re walking away empty–handed.”

The Twin Ghosts of Blightwood stiffened, their pupils tightening as they finally shifted their gaze toward Leander.

They knew Julian too well. He was not a man who bragged. He did not bluff, and he certainly did not lie. If he spoke, he meant it. If he praised someone like this, then that person truly had something extraordinary. Still, doubt flickered in their minds.

Leander looks far too young. What kind of power does he possibly have that makes Julian value him this much, enough to let him fight in his place?

“Young man,” Soul–Reaver Ghost King said, narrowing his eyes. “Who exactly are you?”

Leander was still standing among the guest seats, and a few beautiful girls gathered close around him. He turned his head slightly. and his expression was cold enough to freeze the air.

“If you’re about to die, why bother asking?” The last word had barely left his lips when he raised a hand, luminous and smooth like carved white marble. His fingers curled into a fist, and he threw a punch across the distance.

A thunderous blast erupted, raw and violent, like some ancient beast breaking free from the earth.

The Twin Ghosts of Blightwood’s expressions changed instantly

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