Chapter 662: A New Powerhouse
Ma Tuo shouted furiously, his voice trembling with years of pent-up resentment, “I have been loyal to you and risked my life for six decades, only to earn a mere Protector position. When will I ever see a better future if I keep following you like this?
“You give me so little celestial jade every month. When I pick up some side work outside, you humiliate me in public... I followed you for ten years, and it still can't compare to what Twin Shadow Tower gives me in a month.
“Wei Xiaotian, you still have the nerve to say you’ve treated me well? Hahaha. If you refuse to let your brothers get rich under you, don’t blame us for starting our own faction.”
Ma Tuo had completely given up on saving the situation. He bellowed as though he wanted to vent every ounce of dissatisfaction from his heart, as if he was justifying his act of betrayal.
Wei Xiaotian let out a faint sigh. He had a thousand, no, ten thousand arguments to counter Ma Tuo’s complaints. But there was no need to. Adults had to take responsibility for their own choices. Arguments after the fact were not only futile but laughable.
However, Huang Dinggou, being the leader’s most diehard supporter, could no longer hold back.
“Pah! Old Dog, do you even know what you’re saying? The Protector position places you just below two or three people, and above tens of thousands. The two Deputy Leaders and the Grand Elder—did any of them join the gang later than you?
“Did any of them contribute less to the gang than you? What were you before you joined the Exploding Star Gang? Just a down-and-out beastmaster, struggling to survive day by day. Even your wife was stolen from you. You even slept under a bridge in District Ding-8...
“If the boss hadn’t raised you up, would you be where you are today? Ungrateful wretch.”
The more Huang Dinggou cursed, the angrier he became. Ma Tuo had never expected that a lowly member from the bottom ranks of the gang would dare to insult him so brazenly.
“Promoted me? Everything I have today is from my own hard work. What does it have to do with Wei Xiaotian?” He retorted loudly. But his voice wavered with guilt he could not suppress.