Wei Ying could not wait to rush onto the stage and kill Wu Mo right then and there.
However, the design assessment was not over yet. Even if he wanted to make a move, it had to be within the scope of the rules.
Thinking about what Wu Mo had done to their Wei family, Wei Ying could not help but feel furious.
"Hall Master Wei, let Jiaming get rid of Wu Mo in the next assessment!" the butler behind Wei Ying stepped forward and said in a low voice.
Looking at Wu Mo who was slowly walking down the stage not far away, Wei Ying frowned slightly. His deep eyes were filled with murderous intent!
"That's good as well. The conflict between him and the Wei family will be resolved today. Get our men to make arrangements!"
"Yes, Sir!"
The slightly white-haired steward immediately nodded his head and agreed before he left the VIP seats with haste.
The Wei family had already been secretly putting their plans into motion since a week ago.