Wow!
With these words, a surge of anger exploded in Xiang Jinghui's heart.
His eyes, filled with rage, were bloodshot as if stained with blood.
"Hall Master Meng, what do you mean by this? This is an internal matter of our Red Dragon Association, and it's not even settled yet. How could you hand over the item to an outsider?"
Unable to hold back anymore, Xiang Jinghui rushed over to question him.
Smack!
Meng Wantang didn't even look, casually swung a big slap across his face.
Xiang Jinghui was stunned by the slap.
He couldn't believe Meng Wantang dared to hit him in public.
In the Red Dragon Association, internal conflict is a serious crime.
Even if there were disputes between different halls on regular days, they were always handled privately and never openly.
Meng Wantang's actions undoubtedly violated the rules of the Red Dragon Association.
But, Meng Wantang was indifferent, only saying lightly, "Get lost!"
