On ordinary days there was already no shortage of open and covert struggles between them, so under circumstances like this, seeing the other side draw two jars of wine, how could he possibly not be enraged?
What's more, the other side still had many people who hadn't drawn lots yet; as he thought about what would happen next, they would be able to draw even more wine.
This made him grit his teeth all the harder for a moment, he almost wished he could rush up and snatch the other steward's token right into his own hand.
Only he didn't dare act like that. Though his own household's Minister was a bit more formidable than the other side's Patriarch, in the end they conceded nothing to each other and were roughly equal in status.
Precisely because of this, in such a situation he didn't dare rashly bring trouble down on his own Master's head by provoking an opponent.
So for that reason, he could only stand here and stew in his anger alone.
