1043 The Alliance Meeting

The atmosphere outside the ancient home of the Wang family was tense and cold. Zhuo Chaosheng shouted instinctively, "You old crook, you…"

Before finishing his statement, the Sage of Arithmetic waved his hand to cut him off, "I will inform the rest about Wu Daoming as soon as I can."

Then the Sage turned around, and stepped through the great doors that were eroded by time and use.

"Ah, that's how the Wang family from Jiangdong is so cryptic and weird," Zhuo Chaosheng sighed after a pause.

Meng Qi frowned slightly. His thoughts were a chaotic jumble. There was a lot more to the Wang family than he thought.