'She and Mo Chengkong were just the vanguard, here to collect a little interest. The people who truly hated Wang Rencai to the bone were still on their way. They'd come early because they were afraid those others would kill Wang Meng first... Who would they get their revenge on then? Flogging his corpse? Their hatred hadn't quite reached that level. Then again, would those people even leave a complete corpse behind? The phrase "grinding bones to dust" wasn't just a scary story for children.'
Wang Meng gave a bitter smile, but he knew he had to face the music. "When it's time to go back, I'll go back. As for everything else, there's always a solution."
"A solution? What kind of solution could you possibly have?" Just thinking about those people gave Zhan Yingluo a massive headache. 'What could Wang Meng do? Does he think having the Divine Artifact Pavilion's approval can stop them? Yang Qi is just a branch chairman. Even Mo Chengkong can disregard him, let alone those people.'
