However, dealing with the skins of over twenty wolves was indeed a troublesome task. As it was getting late, Zhang Tiewa, worried that Jiang Yexun and Su Hongchen might oversleep the next day, whispered to him, "Brother Ye, you and Brother Chen should go home and rest first. Sister-in-law and Aunt Guo must be worried sick at home. I'll personally take care of the skinning here and ensure that the pelts aren't damaged."
"Thank you," Jiang Yexun said, nodding apologetically to Zhang Tiewa before preparing to leave. But just then, his father squeezed through the crowd, glaring at him with dissatisfaction. "Are you burning through money? What use is such ugly fur? If you don't want the wolf meat, you should at least give it to me as a sign of filial piety."
Jiang Yexun's eyes darkened with a cold and sarcastic look as he stared at Jiang Guoli. "You have other sons, don't you? If you want to eat meat, let them show you filial piety."