Wang Zhenyun's face was contorted with rage, almost shouting.
His eyes were bloodshot, and veins bulged on his forehead.
Like a furious lion.
Obviously, he was at the peak of his anger, and what he said reached the height of madness.
Beside him, the two wives froze, looking at each other, seemingly unsure of what he was talking about.
"Patriarch, what's wrong?" the first wife asked, somewhat fearful.
"That guy named Lu is too strong, no one in the Wang Family is his match, if he comes, we're all dead, but I refuse to accept this, the Wang Family cannot be destroyed like this. There's one last way, and even if the Wang Family is gone, everyone must remember us."
At this moment, Wang Zhenyun spoke again, seemingly more composed than before, but the madness in his eyes hadn't diminished.
As he said, there's too little time left for the Wang Family, the depths couldn't be completely unveiled.
This was merely the start of a new era, everything was still in preparation.
But now?
