Protect Our Patriarch-Chapter 80Book 5: : My troublesome grandfather Wang Anye

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After some time.

Above the remnants of the Jing'an Mountain Range north of Chaoyang Prefecture, a flying carriage pulled by a Blue Feather Luan was speeding through the rolling clouds, heading swiftly towards Jing'an Prefecture.

This Blue Luan flying carriage naturally belonged to the Wei Clan.

The sunlight poured down from the high sky, casting a halo over the entire carriage, especially making the Blue Feather Luan pulling it shimmer with a dazzling brilliance.

The luxurious appearance of the Blue Luan flying carriage was a symbol of the Wei Clan's status as a first-class family. Normally, the people inside would be in a good mood to admire it.

Unfortunately, at this moment, none of the people sitting inside the carriage were in the mood for that.

A stifling atmosphere pervaded, as if the entire carriage was shrouded in a cloud of gloom.

Several of the Wei Clan's guards stood in the corners with their eyes lowered, their expressions solemn, breathing lightly as if afraid that any louder breath would invite a scolding.

In the corner of the carriage, Wei Qingyun, who had changed into clean clothes and tidied himself up, was lying on a pale green jade bed.

He was enveloped in a semi-transparent light green energy shield, with strands of light green wood-element spiritual energy slowly penetrating into his body, gradually healing his injuries.

This time, Wei Qingyun had first been struck by a tribulation lightning, then took a Sixth Grade Heaven Seizing Holy Pill. The injuries combined with the backlash made his condition extremely severe, with his internal organs almost completely shattered, nearly costing him his life.

Even though Wei Dongyu arrived in time and gave him a sixth-grade healing treasure pill, using his own powerful profound energy to protect his heart and suppress the chaotic energy within him, it only managed to heal half of Wei Qingyun's injuries, barely restoring vitality to his nearly destroyed internal organs.

However, Wei Qingyun's body was still very fragile, so they had to temporarily seal his cultivation to prevent the chaotic energy from further damaging his fragile internal organs, and use the Green Spirit Jade Bed to nurture his organs, preventing the injuries from worsening.

To fully recover, he would likely need a seventh-grade healing holy pill. Fortunately, the family had one at home, and he would be fine once they returned.

"Young Master Qingyun, we're approaching the main ridge of the Jing'an Mountain Range. The carriage will start ascending. Please hold on tight," came the driver's reminder from outside the carriage.

"Got it."

Wei Qingyun impatiently waved his hand and then tried to sit up from the jade bed.

However, as soon as he was halfway up, he somehow strained his back and let out a sharp "ouch."

Seeing this, Wei Dongyu, the first ancestor of the Wei Clan, felt a pang of heartache and quickly sent a wave of profound energy to support him: "You're still in the period of bad luck from the backlash of fortune. It's best to just lie down and do nothing..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Wei Qingyun somehow choked and started coughing violently, soon gasping for breath with a metallic taste in his throat, almost causing his injuries to relapse.

Indeed, when one is down on their luck, nothing seems to go right.

Similar incidents had happened several times during the return journey.

Fortunately, although it was frustrating, the situation wasn't particularly severe, and with the protection of the Green Spirit Jade Bed, at least the injuries hadn't worsened.

Wei Dongyu sighed, having no other choice but to stay vigilant, ready to react promptly in case of any further accidents.

Although the direct line had several promising juniors, Wei Qingyun was still his favorite, and he had doted on him since childhood. It was for this reason that after Wei Qingyun failed to compete for the family manual, he had gone to great lengths to find a way out for him, even using his authority as an ancestor to vouch for him and borrow the Tree of Fortune, personally accompanying him.

Who would have thought that even with such thorough preparations, things would still go so wrong?

Returning this time, who knew what kind of uproar would occur at home? Fortunately, he was the first ancestor of the family, and no matter how much the juniors fussed, he could still hold them down.

After a while, Wei Qingyun finally calmed down, and the sudden streak of bad luck seemed to have temporarily subsided.

Wei Qingyun's face was flushed from coughing, and there was a bruise on his forehead from who knows when, making him look quite disheveled.

"Ancestor, our Wei Clan has suffered such a huge loss this time, we absolutely cannot let them off easily!" He was filled with resentment, and every time he thought of the painful experiences he had gone through, his expression twisted with anger, "Especially that Wang Anye, I want him and everyone around him to pay the price!"

"Rest assured, anyone who dares to snatch our Wei Clan's Tree of Fortune, even if you don't say it, this ancestor won't let them off. Our Wei Clan's things are not so easily taken," Wei Dongyu said reassuringly, then recalled Yao Yuangang's sanctimonious face and couldn't help but sneer, "Don't worry, Qingyun, although that kid seems to have a decent background, this is the Immortal Dynasty, our home ground. There are plenty of ways to deal with him."

Hearing this, Wei Qingyun felt much more at ease and sneered, "Exactly. That Wang Anye is just a genius from a remote country, does he really think that with a Void Realm protector, he can run rampant in the Immortal Dynasty? Naive! I'll make him return the manual and the Tree of Fortune just as he took them!"

Indeed.

The strongest family in the Eastern Qian Kingdom is just the royal family of the Eastern Qian Kingdom, and although they bear the title of royalty, in reality, they're just a first-class family. In terms of family strength and heritage, they're not even as good as our Wei Clan.

With the strength of our first-class Wei Clan, once we go all out, our heritage and power are terrifying.

The two were discussing how to deal with Wang Anye.

Suddenly.

An angry, elderly female voice suddenly came from outside the carriage: "Wei Dongyu, get out here!"

The voice boomed like thunder, echoing loudly, making the heads of everyone in the carriage buzz, even causing the curtains hanging inside the carriage to sway slightly.

Even the Blue Feather Luan pulling the carriage let out a mournful cry.

"Chaoyang King!"

Wei Qingyun's expression changed, his face turning somewhat unsightly.

Wei Qingyun's expression also stiffened, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes: "W-what?! How is the Chaoyang King here?"

For what reason? Of course, it's because of Yuntai An's matter.

Wei Dongyu sighed inwardly, but he had already stood up, lifted the curtain, and stepped out, cupping his hands towards the front: "Princess Chaoyang, oh no, Your Highness Chaoyang King, long time no see."

In the sky ahead, a figure had appeared at some point.

It was the figure of an elderly woman.

She wore a robe of blue and white, her hair, streaked with gray, was styled into an elegant bun, standing with hands behind her back, blocking the path of the flying carriage.

Even though she was advanced in age, her appearance no longer as beautiful as in her youth, her posture remained as upright as a pine, her demeanor regal, exuding a powerful aura.

Behind her, a dark golden spear hovered in the air, emitting a resonant hum.

A majestic pressure emanated from both her and the spear, seemingly suppressing the entire surrounding space, making one's heart tremble uncontrollably.

The Blue Feather Luan pulling the carriage flapped its wings in terror, letting out mournful cries, yet dared not fly half a meter forward, no matter how the driver urged it.

Seeing Wei Dongyu emerge, the woman, the Chaoyang King, glanced at him with indifferent eyes, wasting no words and getting straight to the point: "Wei Dongyu, your Wei Qingyun used a forbidden talisman during the competition for the manual, endangering others and nearly causing my Yuntai An to fall under the tribulation lightning. How do you plan to account for this?"

"Your Highness, don't listen to just one side regarding the forbidden talisman matter." Wei Dongyu forced a bitter smile, "Our Qingyun is also a victim. Besides, while our Qingyun may have been at fault, the benefits ultimately went to that kid named Wang Anye. Both our families are losers, so why must you hold onto our Wei Clan?"

Though Wei Dongyu was making excuses, he felt a bit uneasy inside. This Chaoyang King had been a tough character since her youth, lacking the gentleness and grace expected of a woman. Hopefully, she would show some restraint this time.

"Hmph, stubborn fool! How dare you make excuses in front of me."

The Chaoyang King's expression darkened.

She had anticipated that Wei Dongyu wouldn't easily back down, but she hadn't expected him to play rogue. With a swift motion, the dark golden spear behind her flew into her hand.

In the next moment.

A terrifying aura surged from her, like a blade unsheathed, soaring into the sky.

Even the surrounding sea of clouds began to churn wildly.

Wei Dongyu's expression changed drastically: "Wait, Chaoyang..."

However, before he could finish his sentence, the Chaoyang King's phoenix eyes flashed with fierceness, and she thrust her spear towards him.

Accompanied by a resounding phoenix cry, the terrifying spear light pierced through space, appearing before Wei Dongyu as if by teleportation.

This spear had no fancy tricks, only extreme speed and destructive power.

Its speed was so fast that even the sound of the wind stirred by the energy hadn't had time to echo.

Where the spear tip passed, the terrifying edge caused ripples in the void, even creating tiny spatial cracks.

The power of this spear seemed capable of tearing through the void.

Even though Wei Dongyu himself was in the Void Realm, the might of this spear made his scalp tingle.

He dared not be negligent, immediately frantically mobilizing his profound energy.

However, this spear was simply too fast, giving him little time to react. He only had time to summon a protective shield artifact before being completely overwhelmed by the spear's power.

Only then did the piercing phoenix cry finally explode, echoing in the high sky, reverberating for a long time.

"Boom~!!"

A violent energy shockwave suddenly swept out, shaking the entire sky.

Under the terrifying energy impact, even the Jing'an Mountain Range below trembled faintly, with countless birds and beasts letting out cries of fear.

The Chaoyang King was one of the few late-stage Void Realm powerhouses in the Immortal Dynasty, ranking among the top combat forces in the Void Realm.

It's known that the strongest combat power among humans is concentrated in the Immortal Dynasty and the Demon Dynasty. The top experts of the Immortal Court are almost equivalent to the top experts of the human race, belonging to the elite among elites.

In her early years, the Chaoyang King had wielded a Phoenix King Spear, making seven forays into the outer region battlefield, striking fear into the hearts of the outer region demons, earning unparalleled merit for the human race.

Because of this, she earned the nickname "Iron Spear Phoenix King."

Two thousand years ago, she was a prominent figure on the outer region battlefield, and after advancing to the late Void Realm, her fame reached its peak. Her reputation was so renowned that even the Demon Emperor lamented why such a formidable warrior wasn't born in the Demon Dynasty.

Such a person, her spear, was not something easily blocked.

Although Wei Dongyu was also in the Void Realm, his family's resources were insufficient, and his own qualifications only barely reached the level of a peerless prodigy after inheriting the manual. After breaking through to the Void Realm, he mainly focused on maintaining his realm and hadn't trained much further. So, although his age was similar to the Chaoyang King's, his cultivation was only at the early Void Realm, incomparable to the Chaoyang King, who had fought her way to the late Void Realm.

In just a short moment, Wei Dongyu couldn't hold on and was sent flying, crashing heavily into the Jing'an Mountain Range below. For a moment, the earth veins of the Jing'an Mountain Range surged, and a massive crater was formed, almost large enough to be a basin.

Wei Qingyun, who was peeking from the carriage window, swallowed hard, feeling his scalp tingle.

This legendary Chaoyang King, her strength was terrifying. Even though they were both in the Void Realm, his own ancestor had no power to resist before her.

"This spear, I only used half my strength, as a way to seek justice for my Yuntai An. If there's a next time, watch your life," the Chaoyang King said, not even glancing at the crater below, retracting her Phoenix King Spear after delivering the spear.

With that, she glanced at Wei Qingyun, who had half his head sticking out of the carriage window, then waved her hand and shot off like a streak of light, disappearing into the clouds on the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Wei Qingyun's body stiffened, feeling as if that glance had frozen his soul.

After a long while, he finally reacted: "Ancestor! Someone! Quick! Quickly go save the ancestor!"

The guards on the flying carriage, who had been frightened by the Chaoyang King's spear, now snapped back to reality at Wei Qingyun's shout and hurriedly went to find their ancestor in the mountains below.

Soon, the pale-faced, heavily injured Wei Dongyu was helped back into the flying carriage.

Wei Qingyun quickly gave up the jade bed for his ancestor.

Wei Dongyu sat cross-legged on the jade bed, taking several pills and meditating for a while before finally suppressing his injuries, though his expression remained grim: "That damn woman Yuntai Feng, she really didn't hold back, showing no mercy at all."

"Ancestor, are you alright?" Wei Qingyun asked cautiously.

"I'm fine. I'll recover after some rest back home." Wei Dongyu waved his hand, a ruthless glint flashing on his somber face, "I'll remember this debt. If given the chance, I'll definitely settle it."

The Chaoyang King's residence may seem formidable, but it won't last for many years. Once Yuntai Feng dies, the Chaoyang King's residence will surely fall apart. Then, he'll have plenty of opportunities for revenge.

"Then, ancestor, are we still going after that Wang Anye kid?" Wei Qingyun asked cautiously.

"Of course!" Wei Dongyu sneered, "We can't touch Yuntai Feng for now, but dealing with a Wang Anye is a piece of cake. Once we return, I'll gather our forces and leverage our connections with the Immortal Court to get the Tree of Fortune back. That's our family's thing, and no one can take it. Once we have it back, dealing with that kid will be easy."

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Northern Territory Wang Mansion, Spirit Bamboo Garden.

Due to the formation, the Spirit Bamboo Garden was perpetually like early summer, with jade-green spirit bamboos standing tall, lush and verdant. When the wind blew, countless spirit bamboos swayed, producing a musical rustling sound, truly elegant and full of charm.

Such spirit bamboos could be used as materials for crafting, suitable for making bamboo flutes or building materials for pavilions, bamboo towers, or flying carriages, and could also be made into bamboo chairs, cool mats, and so on.

Each jade-green spirit bamboo was of considerable value, yet in this Spirit Bamboo Garden, there were at least a hundred thousand spirit bamboos just for viewing, showcasing the immense wealth and heritage of the Northern Territory Wang Mansion.

On a stone table in the bamboo forest, a chessboard was laid out.

The Northern Territory Wang, dressed in luxurious robes and exuding a dignified aura, was playing a game of chess with a round-faced, gentle-looking young man.

Beside the young man sat a little girl of similar age, watching the game while feeding him peeled nuts, waiting for him to finish before peeling another.

From the distribution and situation of the black and white pieces on the board, it seemed that the Northern Territory Wang, playing black, held a significant advantage, but he dared not be careless, having already overturned twice.

After a short while, the jade-like young man conceded: "Senior Northern Territory Wang, your experience is indeed profound. I am impressed."

"Hahaha~~" The Northern Territory Wang stroked his beard and laughed heartily, happily commenting, "For someone your age, Fugui, to have such chess skills is already remarkable. What you lack is the perseverance to find opportunities in adversity."

"Would you like to play again, senior?" Wang Fugui asked, blinking his innocent eyes.

"No, no more." The Northern Territory Wang rubbed his old waist and stood up, "I'm getting on in years, and three consecutive games are already a bit much for me. Let Mengyu play with you."

Having overturned twice before, he finally won a game, so how could he give Wang Fugui another chance?

With that, the Northern Territory Wang's figure flickered and disappeared before the two of them.

"Fugui, you could have won the last game. There were several chances for a comeback." Yun Mengyu pouted slightly, a bit dissatisfied, "Even the ancestor underestimated you."

"Mengyu, my ancestor grandfather always said, 'A full cup spills, a full moon wanes.'" Wang Fugui said as he peeled spiritual fruits for her, "Besides, senior Northern Territory Wang is getting on in years, we should leave him some dignity."

"Fugui, you make so much sense." Yun Mengyu affectionately linked her arm with Wang Fugui's, "As long as we keep the ancestor happy, everything will go smoothly for us."

As they were talking, a Yun Clan guard came to report: "Young Master Fugui, Little Princess, a young lady named Luo Yuqing, along with a Luo Clan member named Luo Xuanji, has come to see Young Master Fugui."

"Luo Xuanji?" Yun Mengyu pursed her lips, a bit displeased, "Could it be that kid is still upset about losing earlier and has brought an elder to seek revenge? No need to see them, send them away."

"Hold on." Wang Fugui calmly stopped her, instructing the guard, "Please invite Miss Luo and Brother Xuanji to the Spirit Bamboo Garden for a chat."

"Yes, Young Master Fugui."

The Yun Clan guard immediately complied and left.

Wang Fugui had been staying at the Northern Territory Wang Mansion for several months, and his status had gradually risen. Many Yun Clan guards were already familiar with him, knowing that whatever decision he made, the Little Princess would generally follow his lead.

"Fugui, why meet them?" Yun Mengyu blinked, a bit puzzled and slightly displeased, "Is that Miss Luo very pretty? Or are you worried that the now-famous Luo Yuqing will cause you trouble?"

"Mengyu, you're already eleven, you should be more mature." Wang Fugui looked at her helplessly, then took a sip of tea, explaining, "Senior Yuqing has a deep relationship with our Wang Clan. Since she has personally come to see me, how can I not meet her? Besides, if I'm not mistaken, she probably isn't here to stand up for Brother Xuanji."

As they spoke, it wasn't long before the Yun Clan guard brought Luo Yuqing and Luo Xuanji over.

"Yuqing greets Young Master Fugui and Little Princess."

As soon as she stepped down from the spirit carriage used for transportation within the Northern Territory Wang Mansion, Luo Yuqing immediately noticed Wang Fugui and Yun Mengyu by the stone table and hurriedly stepped forward to pay her respects.

Over a hundred years had passed, and Luo Yuqing had successfully advanced to the Purple Mansion Realm, her status and position incomparable to before. However, facing Wang Fugui and Yun Mengyu, who were much younger than her, she dared not be arrogant, remaining extremely respectful.

"Senior Yuqing, please don't be so formal." Wang Fugui stepped forward, helping her up with a serious expression, "You are a senior, please don't humble Fugui."

"You may not know, Young Master, but back then, Yuqing was ignorant and participated in the Imperial Heir Struggle of the Great Qian. If not for Master Wang Shouzhe's protection and his stern awakening, allowing me to change my course, Yuqing might have long perished in the cannon fodder camp of the outer region battlefield. Such great kindness and virtue, Yuqing regrets being unable to repay." Luo Yuqing bowed sincerely, "Yet this little brat from our clan, Luo Xuanji, dared to confront and trouble Young Master, so Yuqing has brought him here to apologize."

As she spoke, she grabbed the reluctant Luo Xuanji behind her, twisting his ear and scolding, "Little brat, hurry and apologize to Young Master."

"Ouch, ouch, Yuqing Ancestor, I was wrong."

Luo Xuanji grimaced in pain, immediately disregarding his unwillingness, repeatedly bowing to Wang Fugui and begging for forgiveness: "Young Master, I was wrong, I shouldn't have opposed you."

Now, Luo Yuqing was in charge of the sales of Eastern Qian's goods in the Immortal Dynasty, not only earning a large amount of immortal crystal foreign exchange for Eastern Qian but also allowing the Luo Clan, which helped Luo Yuqing expand channels and build a trade network, to benefit greatly.

With her current status in the clan, she was like a God of Wealth who could bring prosperity to the clan. Even if Luo Xuanji had outstanding talent, he dared not offend Luo Yuqing.

Of course, as the most valued junior in the clan, Luo Yuqing usually took good care of him, otherwise, she wouldn't be so familiar and affectionate with him.

"Enough, enough, Brother Xuanji is still young, it's inevitable for him to act impulsively. Besides, he was just being competitive, it's not a big deal." Wang Fugui waved his hand indifferently, "He has excellent aptitude and intelligence, with more honing, he will surely become a talent."

"Thank you, Young Master, for your understanding." Luo Yuqing finally released Luo Xuanji's ear, expressing her gratitude, "I've discussed with the clan elders and believe that with Xuanji's temperament, staying in the clan might not be beneficial for him. So, we hope this little brat can have the opportunity to serve by your side, Young Master, to hone himself and atone for his mistakes."

"What? Wouldn't that make me a personal servant?" Luo Xuanji was rubbing his ear when he heard this, his face immediately fell.

He thought he was just here to apologize today, never expecting this turn of events.

"Little brat, being Young Master's servant is an honor for you." Luo Yuqing glared at him, "Whether you get to be a servant depends on whether Young Master agrees."

Others might not know the details of the Wang Clan, but Luo Yuqing was well aware.

Her current official identity was as the representative of Prince An of Eastern Qian stationed in the Immortal Dynasty, but she had another identity, which was an important member of the Palace of Immortals.

Back then, it was Wang Mei who saved her and recruited her into the Palace of Immortals.

This identity was known to Prince An and Wang Shouzhe, but not to others.

Wang Fugui pondered for a moment, then understood Luo Yuqing's intention and nodded: "In that case, Brother Xuanji, please bear with it."

Under Luo Yuqing's coercion, Luo Xuanji reluctantly stood behind Wang Fugui.

Yet even so, he was still indignant.

He admitted that Wang Fugui was indeed smart and capable, but he, Luo Xuanji, was a direct descendant of the second-class Luo Clan, with extraordinary talent, destined to be an ancestor-level figure in the future! And now he was to be a servant?

"Senior Yuqing, you probably have other matters to discuss, don't you?" Wang Fugui took out some good tea again and brewed a cup for Luo Yuqing.

"Young Master is indeed as wise as the rumors say." Luo Yuqing smiled, accepting the tea with respect.

She had returned to the Immortal Dynasty for a long time, even before Wang Fugui's father was born. But as an important figure in the Palace of Immortals, how could she not know of Young Master's prowess?

Moreover, upon meeting him, she found that although Wang Fugui was only eleven, he was calm and thoughtful, speaking and acting with a composed demeanor, much like a smaller version of Wang Shouzhe, making her even more cautious not to underestimate him.

Wang Fugui merely smiled faintly, saying, "Please speak plainly, Senior Yuqing."

Luo Yuqing took a sip of tea, calmed her mind, and organized her thoughts before saying, "Young Master, are you aware of the Cold Moon Jiang Clan?"

"Of course, I know. It's an old first-class family." Wang Fugui said calmly, "The Jiang Clan is a big surname, with branches spread across the land, even in our Great Qian, there are many with the surname Jiang."

"The Jiang Clan has some products that overlap with our Eastern Qian's specialties, leading to conflicts over interests. One of my purposes in coming here is to ask Young Master to help mediate, to prevent the animosity from deepening." Luo Yuqing requested.

"I have no ties with the Jiang Clan, how can I mediate?" Wang Fugui frowned slightly.

"My mother is from the Daliang Jiang Clan, the Princess Mingzhu of Daliang." Yun Mengyu blinked, "And although the Daliang Jiang Clan is a branch of the Cold Moon Jiang Clan, its overall strength has surpassed the Cold Moon Jiang Clan. Whether it's me or my mother, we have considerable influence in the Cold Moon Jiang Clan. If Sister Yuling steps in, there's nothing that can't be negotiated. Senior Yuqing, please don't beat around the bush."

"Yuqing will remember the Fourth Little Princess's teachings." Luo Yuqing thick-skinnedly agreed, feeling no shame in using Young Master's "beauty trap."

Under Wang Mei's influence, her life goals were now clear, and her will was firm.

"Let's put this matter aside for now and talk about the other one." Wang Fugui didn't immediately agree.

"The other matter is to congratulate Young Master." Luo Yuqing smiled, "Your grandfather, Young Master Anye, has shone brightly in Chaoyang Prefecture, overpowering the heirs of the Wei Clan and the Chaoyang King's residence, ultimately winning the Sword and Formation Manual. In the future, the Wang Clan will surely gain a formidable Void Realm powerhouse."

The Palace of Immortals had been developing in the Immortal Dynasty for so long, its intelligence network had already spread across the prefectures, and the acquisition and transmission speed of regular intelligence was extremely fast. From the time Wang Anye obtained the manual, to the time she received the intelligence, it hadn't even been a month.

At this moment, the flying carriage of the Jing'an Wei Clan might still be on the way.Luo Yuqing recounted the events roughly, then explained, "The message was delivered to me by Young Master An Ye, asking me to relay it back to the Great Qian. He also instructed me to inform you, Young Master, to be cautious when moving around the Immortal City, lest you fall into the schemes of the Jing'an Wei Clan."

The Jing'an Wei Clan?

Wang Fugui remained indifferent from start to finish, as if his grandfather obtaining a treasure book was no big deal.

And indeed, with Wang Anye's talent and strength, it would be truly strange if he couldn't acquire the treasure book.

He just hadn't expected that the Wei Clan would hold a grudge against his grandfather over this matter, and subsequently extend that animosity to the entire Wang's Clan.

"Won't they let it go?"

Wang Fugui frowned, his slightly chubby face suddenly showing a serious expression.

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked at Luo Yuqing and said in a deep voice, "Senior Yuqing, please gather all the intelligence on the Wei Clan for me."

"What do you intend to do, Young Master?" Luo Yuqing was taken aback.

What to do?

Wang Fugui sighed softly in his heart.

Naturally, he needed to deal with the Wei Clan and clean up the mess left by his troublesome grandfather.

The retaliation of a first-class clan is not something that can be easily avoided just by being cautious.

His grandfather, Wang Anye, was good at everything, except that he had been too lucky since childhood, and everything had gone too smoothly for him. Because of this, his grandfather's mind was somewhat overly simple.

With such a worrisome grandfather, what else could he do? It just meant that as his grandson, he had to worry a bit more on a regular basis.