"I regret it now, but it's too late." Julius Reed felt a chill on his back, raised his eyebrows, took the painting in his hands, turned around and glared at the telekinetic shapes, threatening, "Who dares to come, I'll tear her apart!"
Saying this, he clutched the scroll with both hands, ready to rip it apart at any moment.
But it seemed that the threat had no effect at all.
"They have no wisdom, no emotion, only the simplest reflex. Your threat is useless unless you really tear..." Julius Reed explained helplessly.
This person, Julius Reed, is good at everything, but once Jessica is by his side, he becomes impulsive.
He always acts recklessly.
"Then should I really tear it?" Julius Reed carefully observed the telekinetic forces.
Indeed, they showed no reaction.
Thinking back to Julius Reed's words and everything that happened after entering the room, Julius Reed believed.
As expected, Julius Reed, this guy still has a quick mind.
