Hearing this, Si Xi, who stood not far away, couldn't stand it anymore. The four main streets of White Tiger Hall: Peace, Yongchang, Tiger Head, and Big Vegetable Market, were the foundation upon which White Tiger Hall stood—territory that countless brothers had followed the Hall Master to obtain at the cost of their lives.
And this wasn't just about territory; many brothers relied on these streets for their livelihoods. If we couldn't even hold on to these streets, where would White Tiger Hall's face be, and how could the brothers' livelihoods be ensured?
What's more, the Old Hall Master's body wasn't even cold yet, and now they were handing over the streets that the Old Hall Master had fought for with his life to Eagle Hall—how could the brothers inside the hall accept this!
Si Xi spoke with great emotion. Upon hearing this, Qin Ying's face darkened with anger as he snapped, "What are you? I'm talking to your Hall Master, where do you come in? Get out!"
