The three members of the Jiangh family were stunned, speechless, with nothing to say. This Wang Xiaoqiang left them at a loss for words.
They recalled the times back in the small dining room of the kitchen, when they saw Wang Xiaoqiang as just a minor miscellaneous servant disciple, a weak ant, a servant they could command at will. In retrospect, they felt truly foolish. They had been outsmarted by Wang Xiaoqiang, who was unbelievably bold and cunning as a fox. His profound scheming was outrageous.
"Alright, let's part here. Until next time." Wang Xiaoqiang coldly chuckled and, saying this, wrapped his arm around Jiangh Churan's waist. Together with Little Zhang, he jumped onto the Patterned Beast, which then roared and flew off into the distant night sky.
