Guo Xiaofan was about to speak again when Guo Tai tugged on his robe and shook his head. He knew it was futile for his son to argue further; any more argument would likely lead to another whipping.
The whip marks on Huang Peng and Guo Xiaofan from a few days ago had not yet healed.
Seeing his father signaling him to stop, Guo Xiaofan grudgingly held back.
"Why aren't you digging yet!" The Heavenly God disciple of the Crack Earth Gang saw Guo Xiaofan fall silent, and shouted coldly, waving an iron whip in his hand. It cracked the air and landed with a boom just a centimeter away from Guo Xiaofan, only a centimeter away!
Guo Xiaofan, Guo Tai, Huang Peng, and others broke into a cold sweat.
Guo Xiaofan's eyes flamed with anger.
The Crack Earth Gang's Heavenly God disciple looked down with disdain and said, "By the way, I forgot to tell you that, for everyone else, the mining quota for next month will double, but for you guys, it's triple!"
