Anger-Induced Heart Attack

"It's about time to go," Wu Mo patted the dust off his hands and said with satisfaction.

The tenth elder immediately nodded. He took out the contract signed by the Wei family's steward and quickly walked toward Wei Ying who was standing at the door.

At this moment, Wei Ying's eyes were red, and his long hair was disheveled. He looked like a trapped beast, and his eyes were fixed on Wu Mo. 

"Snap out of your daze. Hurry up and sign the contract. We don't have time to waste here."

The tenth elder slapped the contract on the table and spoke impatiently.

The two cultivators behind Wei Ying immediately took a step back when they saw the tenth elder approaching. Their faces revealed some fear.

The cultivator on the right shook Wei Ying and whispered into his ear, "The master will decide everything. Please don't lose your bearings, Sir!"