When interrogating Hendrick Kensington just now, Julius Reed's attention was entirely on the arena, and he had not noticed the approaching danger.
By the time the dart flew toward him, sensing the peril, he instinctively leaned back.
But he neglected Hendrick Kensington.
As a result, an important source of information was silenced.
"Why didn't you run?"
Having climbed over the Kensington family's high wall, Julius Reed discovered a Shadow Warrior standing at the base of the wall.
Behind the Shadow Warrior was a wooden ladder.
"I couldn't escape."
The Shadow Warrior was dressed in ordinary grey athletic clothes, cradling a modified dart box in his arms.
The darts' caliber was large, and without any defense, could easily kill a common Grandmaster like Hendrick Kensington.
"In front of you, only the top expert just now could have managed to escape."
"That's also true."
Julius Reed stood still, smiling at the Shadow Warrior who was less than three meters away from him.
