"You're here?"
Casimir pushed Violet Leocadia aside, smiling as he looked towards Julius Reed.
"I'm here."
Julius Reed nodded his head, as if greeting an old friend.
There was no life-or-death stance between the two of them.
Instead, it appeared very amicable.
One who didn't know better might think they were brothers.
When they were three meters apart, Julius Reed stopped walking.
"You shouldn't have come."
"Yet, I have already come."
Casimir's face beamed with confidence, "I have long heard of your reputation, but today, you will die by my hand."
In Abernathy province, perhaps some might not recognize Casimir, but none would have not heard of the beggar god.
With the move Sky Wolf Seven Destruction, he made countless experts tremble at mere mention.
Even the Martial Arts Association had once extended an olive branch to him.
They offered him a permanent council position, countless treasures in gold and silver.
But Casimir refused just the same.
