"Patriarch, that Zheng Ming is way too arrogant. By acting like this, he's blatantly disregarding our Wang Clan."
A rugged martial artist in his thirties slammed the table hard, seething with anger, "I think we should teach him a harsh lesson and show him that our Wang Clan is not to be trifled with!"
"Ninth Brother is right. We don't need to bother with him, hmph, the Sikong Family's Patriarch didn't dare to utter such audacious words when they extinguished our Wang Clan back in the day."
A handsome man with a proud look on his face spoke with a sharp edge to his voice, "Who do we think we are in the Wang Clan? Even among the Upper Sect, our ancestor is a person of considerable repute! How dare he treat us this way?"
"After all, the Visitor Messenger has already stated that the throne of the monarch is rightfully ours. Not only has he usurped our position, but he's also been gradually overstepping his bounds, to treat our Wang Clan with such disrespect is utterly shameless!"
