"Good, very good!" Seeing Wang Zijia speak this way, Great Uncle Xiang Zhe was filled with excitement, looking at Wang Zijia and saying, "Little Eleven's discernment really is a poison, no wonder he was running up and down in the clan a while ago, it appears my vision is short-sighted."
"The matter of Feifei previously applying for a loan was my fault, don't take it to heart. If you really want to blame someone, blame this old man," he said.
The grandfather of Xiang Feifei, the manager of Wanyu Talisman Pavilion, ranked eleventh in the Xiang clan.
"Great Uncle, please don't say anymore. In the past six months, I am well aware of the kindness shown to me by the Xiang family. I will not be ungrateful," Wang Zijia said, bowing again in respect.
He was clear on how the Xiang family and Xiang Feifei treated him. Having the Balanced Scale, he didn't expect to rely on any family in the future, and thus, his initial thoughts about the Xiang family had never changed.
