"Saul King?"
Julius Reed frowned slightly.
Indeed, this guy must have a master.
Otherwise, what's the use of such a figure sleeping until now?
Only a bonus.
It seems Saul King is the real backer behind this guy.
"Haha, what's wrong? Scared?" Greek Dream saw Julius Reed's expression and thought he regretted hearing Saul King's name.
"You're already doomed, and now you've injured me. It's impossible not to die. But if you let me go, I'll leave your corpse intact and spare the women in your southeastern domain for now."
Greek Dream regretted a bit, thinking he should have mentioned his master's name sooner to avoid suffering.
He could clearly feel that the bones on the left side of his body were nearly all shattered.
Even with rest, it would take at least half a month.
According to the current thin spiritual power, it might take a year and a half.
And that would be assuming Saul King intervened.
Otherwise, the time would be even longer.
