Wang Yonggui felt as if cold air was seeping through his bones; the potential of a person is limitless. When one's life is under threat, Wang Yonggui had a sudden moment of clarity, recalling what his old mother said when he entered the courtyard earlier?
What was it? The Old Master Graduate, the brother-in-law, has returned?
Ah! He knew where he was mistaken.
Seeing the bamboo pole in the old sister's hand about to strike his body, he hurriedly shouted, "Mother, I know where I'm wrong! I shouldn't have relied on my brother-in-law's influence—"
"Bah! Is that taking advantage of your brother-in-law's influence? You have even more clout than your brother-in-law, don't you? To outsiders, it seems you've become a Graduate too! Whose aura in the village is greater than yours? They call you Third Master Wang, and you really think you're a master?"
