Before the words had even fallen, Wang Fugui's angry voice was heard from inside the study: "You little brat, why are you dawdling? Hurry up and get in here."
Wang Baosheng trembled, quickly ducked his head, and stepped into the study: "Son greets Father."
"You ungrateful wretch, kneel down!" Wang Fugui was angrier than ever.
"Thud!"
Wang Baosheng swiftly knelt down shakily and said: "Dad, did I, did I do something wrong recently?"
"I don't know what you did wrong," Wang Fugui snapped, "but your great grandfather just returned to the Divine Martial Heavenly Ruins from his trip, and he wrote to me saying that when I go treasure hunting at the Divine Martial Heavenly Ruins, I must bring you along. He said he wants to apologize to you personally!"
"Apologize?" Wang Baosheng was a bit confused, "Why would great grandfather apologize to me?"
