Little Loach slowly approached, again full from eating, saying that since Elder Brother wanted to try out the Flying Sword, it could only provide support.
Then it appeared somewhat smug: If Elder Brother can't handle it, I'll use the Sword Pill to help you.
Owen Bertram glared: What do you mean? Is your Sword Pill much better than my Flying Sword? At home, Elder Brother gets all the good things first, followed by you and your younger sister. Is this how you repay me? Hiding the best things for yourself and giving the second-rate stuff to me, your Elder Brother?
Elder Brother gave you two Tire-3 Magical Artifacts. Admit it. Haven't you swallowed all the advantages?
Little Loach was a bit stunned. Elder Brother was so smart and reacted so fast!
But even if the truth was like this, I would never admit it.