Far away in the Western Regions on a snow-covered mountain, Julius remained utterly calm. "And so what? Do I care about some insects?"

Guillermo snorted coldly. "He's definitely not an insect anymore. Just now, Alfredo already fell victim to him."

Julius made a noncommittal sound, his tone casual. "What does that prove? It only proves that Alfredo has gotten weak. A swordsman like him got taken down? Please, stop wasting your energy trying to make me anxious. If you told me Reginald was coming