"Giggs, you are a total madman!"
The beautiful face of the Demoness showed a hint of madness as she shouted.
Giggs sat back down, took a sip of red wine, and said, "Demoness, if you don't let me teach her, I promise you'll see grenades every day."
"You also want to take my good sister!"
The Demoness's nails suddenly grew long, with a green shimmer flashing on them.
Whenever she displayed this state, it was the moment she was most furious.
Giggs wasn't afraid: "In the modern world, poisoning and swordsmanship are outdated. Can any of you destroy a building single-handedly? I can."
He held up a grenade and waved it.
"Giggs! It's not that easy for your bombs to kill a master!"
Sword Madman said defiantly, "Masters move unpredictably, coming and going without a trace. By the time you throw a grenade, they can be miles away!"
Giggs retorted nonchalantly, "I can use bomb traps."
Sword Madman said seriously, "But a master won't fall for them."
"Then make them fall for it."
