Jeralt's Taunts

Jeralt, just like his younger brother Rutger, has this sense of pride, no, arrogance in him, making him seem like the most distasteful human I've ever seen. I mean, with looks like that, how could anyone have some sense of pride in him? Not that I'm pointing out his under-average looks... and even the term under-average is giving him more credit than he deserved.

"I think you got it all wrong, it was your younger brother who took care of me back there. If I weren't more talented than him, I'd have been killed... but no, you won't listen to that, right?" I asked, my patience running thin like a slab of ice on top of hot water. I don't know what it is with other higher-leveled cultivators bullying those below them but this is the second time it had happened to me. If I had a Bronze Coin every time this situation happened to me, I'd have two Bronze Coins, which is not a lot, but it's oddly surprising that I have two of them.