Truman Ridge had lived for several decades, already at the age where his neck was buried in the yellow soil.
But never had he been as joyful as today.
To witness with his own eyes his enemy being killed, even if it was once his benefactor.
His heart was filled with immense satisfaction.
"Julius Reed, do you regret it? Had you known this day would come, why act as you did at the outset!"
The clansman from the Ridge Family at the very front, full of confidence, pointed at Julius Reed and loudly cursed, "To die, yet you can't die in peace!"
"Is that so?"
Julius Reed stopped in front of him and smiled as he asked, "How can you be so sure, that I will die?"
The sudden confidence of the Ridge Family clansman took him by surprise for a moment.
"Master Leocadia takes action, and you still think you can live? A cooked duck that's still tough-mouthed!"
