"Hall Master Ma, I remember I should have gotten a share of this spirit beast meat too, right?"
On the surface, Zou Feng could no longer make an issue of his subordinates being beaten, so he had shifted to seeking a breakthrough from another angle.
Ma Pingchuan responded in kind, putting on a show of berating his men for their incompetence and claiming they had somehow overlooked the matter.
Then, brimming with anger, he strode over and kicked one of his subordinates a few times before taking a small piece from the spirit beast meat roasting over the bonfire.
At last, he returned to Zou Feng and offered him that tiny piece of meat.
"My apologies, truly, my apologies. It's all this old brother's fault for failing to keep those little bastards in line. They couldn't even handle such a trivial matter!"
"Here, take this meat back and enjoy it at your leisure."
Zou Feng narrowed his eyes at the piece of spirit beast meat, which was not even enough for two bites, and said with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "Hall Master Ma, are you fobbing off a beggar?"
Ma Pingchuan's smile did not change. "Ah, little brother, you may not know this, but the gang's spirit beast meat rations are distributed by headcount. This old brother has nearly twenty mouths to feed..."
Worthy indeed of the Black Flood Dragon Gang's famed "Smiling Cheap Guest."
While acting like a scoundrel, he did not seem to have actually broken any gang rules. At most, it could be called a minor oversight in his work...
So... he wanted to provoke me into making a move?
Looking at Ma Pingchuan's smug face, practically screaming Come on, hit me if you dare, how could Zou Feng fail to see his