Seeing Greek Dream's head falling to the ground, Rian Harris was slightly surprised and said, "Why does the king not take this opportunity to coerce Saul King into helping you?"
"It's apparent that this guy is not just Saul King's disciple." Looking at the corpse on the ground, he said, "The conditions for a sleeper are extremely stringent, it's impossible for someone to only have one disciple."
"It's meaningless, he would eventually become my enemy, so I killed him."
Julius Reed bent down, wiped the blood off his sword, "If this person's skills were as big as his boasts, that'd be great. Unfortunately, he's nothing."
After saying this, the two got up and returned to the other courtyard.
This was one of the more luxurious buildings in the southeastern region, intended for hosting noble guests.
Merrill Caldwell came from Boulevard Mountain and naturally was considered a noble guest.
Meanwhile.
Far away, thousands of miles!
Saul King suddenly struck with a palm!
