Chris steadied himself, forcing a smile, and spoke respectfully, "You are the commander, I'll be your deputy and follow your orders completely."
He paused, then said in a low voice, "After all, last time I was defeated by you."
"That was because I had the advantage of the weapon."
Gang Le waved his hand dismissively, laughing heartily, raising his War Axe to show it off.
He lowered his voice, leaning closer to Chris: "It's no secret, as long as you serve the Lord well, you'll get your share sooner or later."
Chris was momentarily stunned, a hint of confusion in his eyes: "You mean... such extraordinarily sharp weapons, the Lord will also reward me with them?"
Gang Le nodded with a sly glint in his eyes: "The Lord asked me to tell you, that what you're due, you'll receive."
Chris's pupils contracted sharply, his heart racing.
Chris felt his strength and combat experience were no worse than Gang Le's; last time he lost solely because of the weapon.
