Xue Darong was so angry that steam blew out from his nose.
This younger brother of his was sure that he and Xue Dafu wouldn't just leave him be.
"Don't worry." Xue Dagui spoke with greed. "I'm just here to discuss something with him. He's my blood brother. I know what I'm doing."
"Who cares if you know what you're doing!" Xue Darong pried away the hand that was holding his arm and stormed off.
Xue Dagui was always like this, and he was used to this treatment. As long as he was a little more thick-skinned, he would be fine the next time he stuck to him. He knew that his brothers had always doted on him the most since he was the youngest.
Not caring if his brother had left or not, Xue Dagui sneaked up to Xue Dafu with a cheeky smile. "Hello, dear brother!"
Xue Dafu only cared about eating and ignored him.
