Gavin glanced at William and chuckled, "You're William, right? If you're not strong, be modest. Did I just hear you asking him to teach me a lesson?"
William nodded, "That's right, I asked him to teach you a lesson. Do you have a problem with that?"
"Are you planning to kill me with laughter with this ridiculous theory?" Gavin laughed heartily. "Do you even know the strength of this Walker? Just an early-stage Soulmancer, and you want him to teach me a lesson? Let him try!"
Walker wasn't a fool. He glanced at the two people beside Gavin, "You're not planning a group assault out of cowardice, are you?"
"Group assault? To deal with you two weaklings, do I need their help?" Gavin sneered, "Remember, I am Gavin Windcutter from Scotland."
After finishing his speech, he reached behind his back and began twirling two silver throwing knives in his fingers. "You two, if you can last a minute, I'll spare your lives!"
