Yang Kewei was merely a kindergarten teacher.
Unexpectedly, just as his Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt techniques reached perfection, a bolt of lightning struck him. He woke up to fi...
How dare he!!!
"Zhadan! Why is it you!" Dawang roared with all his strength.
Zhashan leaned close to Dawang's ear and whispered softly, "Why? You actually asked me why?"
"My dear brother, think about it carefully. Every time you get something good, have you ever not divided it equally? Have you ever given me more than I deserve?"
Da Wang rolled his eyes in disbelief and tried hard to turn his head away.
"You...you...you are not."
Zha Shan sneered and continued, "You mean to say I volunteered."
"But my dear brother, have you ever thought about why I volunteered?"
"If you weren't so strong, do you think I would volunteer?"
"You... lied... to me." Dawang said with a sad face.
"Oh, I lied to you? Then why didn't you just say that you contributed the least but got the most?"
"Think carefully, have you ever contributed more than one-third of your effort?"
"No, right?"
“Sometimes you don’t even have to put in any effort, right?”
"Then why do you always ask for an equal share?"
"What's your role?"
"So, my good brother, rest in peace. I plan to go it alone."
Zhadan didn't waste any more words, nor did he give Dawang a chance to speak. He simply crushed the still beating heart in his hand.
Then he smashed his head in with one punch.
Then he threw out a wisp of flame, which directly burned Da Wang's body into ashes.
He waved his sleeves again, and a gust of wind was blown away, scattering all the ashes of Da Wang.
From this we can see how much resentment and hatred Zhadan has towards him.