Huang Yixiang now keenly felt the sting of trying to steal a chicken, only to lose the rice used to lure it.
Originally, he and Su Xuebing had planned to beat up Lin Feng and snatch his banner. But now, one of them was unconscious and the other severely injured. To make matters worse, Lin Feng was about to take their own banner!
Seeing Lin Feng holding their banner in his hands, Huang Yixiang felt a desperate urge to weep but could shed no tears.
"You... you dare!" he roared. "That's our banner! If you dare take it, I'll make you regret it!"
Lin Feng looked indifferently at Huang Yixiang. Seeing the usually stern man's face flush crimson with rage, Lin Feng gloated inwardly.
"Are you threatening me? If I take it, how will I regret it?"
Ignoring Huang Yixiang's expression, Lin Feng shoved their banner into Ye Lin's bag right under Huang Yixiang's nose. He did it with such an air of perfect innocence that Huang Yixiang nearly choked on his anger and spat blood.
