Out of fear for Julius Reed, the martial artist being held hostage was very compliant.
He wasn't stupid and knew that there were many powerful people coming to the Caldwell Family.
And those who could practice the Path of Weaponry were very rare.
Years ago, he had seen a young martial artist at the Caldwell Family use an enemy's sword to kill the enemy.
The scene was unforgettable even to this day.
At that time, everyone's longsword uncontrollably flew out, stabbing into a martial artist.
When he saw his own longsword uncontrollably fly out today, it was filled with the fear of those years.
"Actually, you don't need to be tense, I won't kill you, I just need someone to lead the way," Julius Reed said calmly, "Killing you is as easy as turning my hand. But I don't want to do that, understand?"
"Understand, understand!"
The martial artist hurriedly nodded, carefully walking ahead.
As he walked, he kept measuring the blind swordsman behind him.
Who could it be?
