"Fifty-fifty! In your dreams!" Chen Hui, standing behind Zhuo Bufan, couldn't help but blurt out.
Not only Zhuo Bufan's team but even the Taoist priest and the chubby man behind Wang Qiang were filled with confusion. Their team's strength was obviously inferior to the other party's. Hoping for an even split seemed impossible.
Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a few seconds before shaking his head with a chuckle. "Captain Wang Qiang, that's an exorbitant demand!"
Wang Qiang's gaze was firm. "My team members are the ones taking the risk, so naturally, I have to fight for their interests. The extra twenty percent I'm asking for isn't for my team. It's meant exclusively for Ye Qingchen!"
Hearing this, Chen Hui's face filled with disbelief. "You're giving twenty percent to a mere Outer Sect Disciple?"
Keep in mind, Zhuo Bufan had only promised Liu Wenzhuang a ten-percent share!
