บท 1150: Sarcasm, I Know It Too

As soon as Fan Xing finished speaking, everyone turned to look at her. What did they hear? Was Wen Rong mocking them? Was that it?

Although Wen Tian was old, he had good hearing after years of practicing martial arts. He suddenly raised his head, and his gaze was like a knife stabbing straight at Wen Rong. Why, was there something wrong with this granddaughter's brain today? How could she say such words?

"Do you know what you're saying?" Wen Tian's voice was cold and inexplicable. Everyone who knew him knew how angry he was at this moment. Wen Jiu was a taboo in the Wen family and no one was allowed to mention her, not to mention, she even spoke up for Wen Jiu. Could this girl be a demon?

Fan Xing was not afraid of Wen Tian. This grandfather appeared to be very kind on the surface, but once it concerned the interests of the Wen family, he would rise and fall ruthlessly. One could definitely see the decisiveness of an old general who mingled on the battlefield.