Then as if he thought up of something, he hurriedly added, "Even a professional Swordsman, would pull up on their targets with their swords still in their sheaths.
"Only two kinds of people will pull up on their targets with a sword in their hands." He said with an innocent expression. All his words were deliberately planned beforehand.
The young man could smell the insult coming from a mile away, but he still asked. He was curious as to how Enigma viewed him this time around.
"Which are?"
"It's either that person is a madman, who has already killed another person, or a beast or something else before pulling up on their targets. They are also quite stu— I mean, ignorant most of the time.
"And the second type are the fakes who believe that they are Swordsman but are nothing but a pile of rotten dung, trying to create a better view on themselves either than being called a 'piece of shit' or a 'shitty low-life'.
