"Another fight?" Julius Reed was a bit annoyed. He was really fed up. "Can't you guys stop with the fighting all the time? A skeleton, a blind guy, why not sit down and chat?"
Reborn again, Julius Reed hadn't learned anything else, but he'd certainly indulged in curses.
Honestly, back when he was sitting on the Lotus Stand, faced with the admiration of martial artists from all over, he spoke little and had to be careful, which was very tiring.
Now it's great, he could curse someone's family right away, and someone else would take the blame.
But Julius Reed was still helpless.
Others are reborn as supreme immortals in the world.
Not to mention having numerous wives and concubines, at the very least, a single word could determine life and death.
He, Julius Reed, the top martial artist of the pinnacle martial arts era controlling the souls of the Nine Provinces, held a prominent position and extraordinary abilities.
