Andrew looked down expressionlessly. "Mr. Topsfield Senior, you still remember the Godslayer, don't you? You'd better not move around. This bloodthirsty weapon is quite eager for blood. If I'm not careful and it slits your throat, then you, the Sword Saint, will be dead just like that."

Pinned to the ground, Alfredo did not dare move anymore. He could only crane his neck and roar in humiliation.

"H-How are you this strong now?"

Andrew sneered coldly. "If I wasn't strong enough, do you think