080 Brotherly Rift_3

"Big cousin, how could you..."

Before Lin Yuan could finish, Liu Zhiguang almost roared, "Liu Zhiyang, just for a few taels of silver, you ruined your own brother's future, don't you think that's too cruel? Are we even a family anymore?"

"Heh." Liu Zhiyang sneered, raising his hand to wipe a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, "Blood-related brothers should settle accounts clearly. Tit for tat is fair play."

"Good, 'blood-related brothers should settle accounts clearly,' good!" Liu Zhiguang laughed at himself in derision, his eyes full of bloodshot, perhaps never having imagined that he would be treated this way by his own little brother. He pulled a purse from his bosom and hurled it towards Liu Zhiyang's face, "Here, take it all! Take it and spend your days with the silver!"

The purse hit Liu Zhiyang's face, but he didn't even dodge. When it fell to the ground, he didn't bend over to pick it up.