"I have another suggestion, Capital City has the Eight Great Families, how about we have our own Eight Great Families in the Northwest?"
Wang Ximing suggested.
"Sure! That's a good suggestion!"
"The Wang Family must lead the Eight Great Families! Otherwise, I will be the first to disagree!"
...
Wang Ximing's suggestion naturally gained a lot of support.
"I also propose establishing a Northwest Wang Pavilion to balance the forces of the major families. As for the Northwest Wang Pavilion, let's leave it to the young ones... My unworthy son is actually capable enough..."
Wang Ximing elaborated on his grand vision, becoming more and more excited to the point where he was practically spitting as he spoke.
Finally, Meng Xinghe's father, Meng Fuyi, couldn't stand it and said, "Old Wang, enough. We still don't know the outcome. What if Young Master Zhao wins? All your imagination and everything you've said would be nothing but bubbles!"
