As soon as the black-suited man heard these words, his expression changed drastically.
He could not afford to offend Wen Wanchong, for this man was a well-known ruthless person in Nanzhou. Even Tianyun Sect was not willing to get into trouble with him.
"Alright, let's go." the black-suited man waved his hand and led his men away.
After they had gone far away, Wen Da stood up and asked, "When did my grandfather come? There are still a few days before the day we agreed to return home."
The big-bellied general smiled and said, "Young Master Wen, I was just trying to scare him. Otherwise, he would never leave us alone."
Wen Da patted the big-bellied general's shoulder pleasedly and said, "Good job. I think highly of you. You have the potential to become the City Lord in the future!"
"Oh, I am not as good as you think," the big-bellied general said with a terrified expression.