"Secretly taking a portion? Turning a blind eye?" Wang Fugui was not having it, immediately glaring at Ji Taichang and passionately lashing out, "Ji Marshal, it's a shame that I, Wang Fugui, still considered you as a respected elder, a military god idol in my heart. It turns out that in the troops you oversee, secretly dividing the spoils has become commonplace, hasn't it?"
Ji Taichang nearly choked on his old blood.
You, Wang Fugui, have been cursing this marshal since the day you came here, and you're still cursing this marshal. When have you ever treated me as a respected elder?
However, faced with Wang Fugui's accusations, he could only put on a thick face and say, "Rich, the army has its unspoken rules. Soldiers risk their lives in battles, so secretly dividing some spoils isn't unreasonable. How about this, you leave half of the resources behind, and the other half will be counted as belonging to Yuxuan and Lici."
