"Your talent may be worthless, but with that talent, you were able to do what others who were far stronger than you couldn't."
The old demon pointed at the nipple of his right chest and praised Iwan with sincere words.
"But, I couldn't even leave a clean cut."
Iwan nodded with a forced grin while also feeling disappointed that he couldn't chop even a nipple off of the old demon.
"That's why I am letting you live."
The old demon sarcastically told Iwan with a serious look on his face.
Iwan nervously let out a long sigh. His inadequate strength had just saved him from dying.
"Thank you."
Iwan thanked the old demon and stood up while stumbling forward.
"If you are thanking me because I am letting you live, then don't. Otherwise, I may kill you."
The old demon gently bumped Iwan with his fist. The fist had no power behind it, but Iwan was still shocked.
'That speed.'