"Why should we give you two-thirds? You have your own, why don't you roast it yourself."
Luo Meng stood up and said loudly.
"Friends, if you don't have enough, I can share a bit with you."
"But two-thirds is too much. We've spent a lot of energy on this journey and need to replenish."
The Great Elder also stood up and spoke kindly. After all, everyone was on the same boat now, and internal strife brought no benefits. Unity might even give them a chance to escape from Lei Ba's grasp.
"I don't care, today my brothers and I want two-thirds."
"If you don't give it, don't blame us for taking it."
A muscular man with a beast hide coat and a large axe in his hand said fiercely, leaving no room for negotiation.
After speaking, the martial artists surged forward, surrounding Ye Tian and the others, greedily eyeing the fragrant porcupines.
"Hmph, you really think we're easy to bully, huh?"
"So what if there are more of you? At worst, we'll both get hurt."
