Jacob suddenly put a hand in his inner pocket and pull out a blue landmine, he waved the landmine on the tree and coolly said, "I wonder if throw this in this hole, will you crawl out or not!"
"It seemed you have some skills to even acquired that intermediate smoke-mine without blowing yourself up. But are you sure you wanted to meet me?" The voice still sounded indifferent.
Jacob, however, didn't buy that calm act and sneered, "If you wanted to buy time for your pet to come here, I promise I'll throw it inside before I leave. What do you think will happen then?"
Truth be told, Jacob didn't want to waste this smoke mine, since it was probably the Glean Gnomes' trump card to get rid of a powerful opponent like him.
That's why he was threatening, and he also wanted to see just how much this mine can scare this hob troll who was as strong as him.
"Since you wish for death, I'll grant your wish." The husky voice was icy cold, but there was a hint of anger in his voice this time.
