"Young man, you are quite interesting." Marcel Reed sheathed his Longsword, confidently following behind.
"Quanell Reed, you should have killed him..." Marshal seemed a bit anxious on the side.
It would have been best if they could kill the son-in-law.
The North Sea left Deep Cold destitute and desperate like a stray dog. If they could eliminate the instigator before them, they would certainly gain the support of a sect.
Then, Deep Cold would reclaim their position as the top Boss of the martial world.
And the North Sea, without the support of the son-in-law, would inevitably become a target for all.
But if they did not kill...
There would be endless trouble later.
"Fighting and killing is boring." Marcel Reed waved his hand, saying indifferently, "Peace is most precious."
"But just now in the courtyard, when you took down the... " If he were not overpowered, Marshal really wanted to slap Marcel Reed.
Now he's talking about how peace is most precious.
