Early the next morning, Xiao Mo arrived at the training ground.
Everyone watched Xiao Mo nervously.
Especially Xiao Yang, who had led the troublemaking the day before.
When he saw Xiao Mo, he shrank back and didn't dare say a word, standing as far away from him as he could.
The other youngsters Xiao Mo had beaten up were much the same.
They were afraid that if Xiao Mo took offense, he would beat them up again.
Xiao Mo, however, paid them no mind.
In his eyes, all he had done the day before was teach those little brats a lesson.
Otherwise, he would never get a moment's peace.
After all, some children only learned their lesson after getting a beating. There was no reasoning with them.
As usual, Master Huang soon arrived at the training ground and began the day's training.
Lunch was chili fried dragon pork, spirit spring boiled cabbage, and pearl spirit rice—all nourishing foods provided by Xiao Manor to replenish Qi and Blood.
Xiao Mo was eating happily when he saw a few youngsters coming his way.
They carried large porcelain bowls and looked awkward and hesitant.
"What is it?" Xiao Mo asked, looking up as he took a mouthful of rice.
"B-Big Brother!" The three-year-old Xiao Dahai swallowed nervously. "I'll give you half my meat. Can we be your underlings?"
"Hm?"
Xiao Mo froze for a moment.
Only then did he understand what they meant.
Xiao Yang, the children's ringleader, often stole meat from the others. Anyone who didn't hand over half their meat was beaten up.
And Xiao Yang, the children's ringleader, had been beaten by him.
He didn't want to be the children's ringleader, but he had become one all the same.
"Fine. From now on, just give me twenty percent of your