CHAPTER 107: THE CREST (7)
"Well, I..."
General Zhang trailed off, but his eyes never left the other man. With a smirk on his face, he observed the man in front of him tighten his grip on his newly-sharpened spear.
The other general, however, didn't say anything and just waited for general Zhang to continue his sentence. His expression was as flat as polished wood, and no one knew what was on his mind at that very moment.
"I... Obviously didn't know, tee-hee!" General Zhang winked while sticking his tongue out.
"You didn't?" General Emilio's eyes widened in surprise, and a little frown formed on top of his forehead.
"Of course~ Who do you think I am, porcupine? Some kind of an all-knowing god?" He leaned in closer to general Emilio, "I would love to be one, though. Hey, what kind of god do you think I'd be, if I was one?"
"... Are you certain?" General Emilio asked another question, instead of answering the prompt.
"Why shouldn't I be certain?" The aloof general asked back, tilting his head.