In the Northeast, "old lamp" is an insult. It implies that an old man is useless, with no function left.
"Old fucking lamp," then, is a whole lot worse.
At this point, the Tao Brothers were much more subdued. They didn't dare make a peep, even as Xing San cursed them out.
This old man was vicious. He'd pull his knife at the slightest disagreement, and he wasn't afraid to use it.
Not far away, Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu were cracking up watching and listening. Li Baoyu practically burst out laughing when he heard Xing San cussing out Qin Qiang's dad.
"Elder San, that's enough." Xu Changlin pried Xing San's hand open, took the Invasion Blade, and pointed off to the side. "The roe deer was left for you. Don't be angry."
"It's not about the deer." Xing San had calmed down considerably, but he still grumbled, "Even if they'd just left me a leg, that would've been the decent thing to do. But those motherfuckers didn't even leave me a single hair."
