Wei Wuming's expression remained unchanged, still indifferent: "Don't ask me why, this is the War God's instruction. If you have any dissatisfaction, keep it to yourself. If your father doesn't handle this matter within three days, I will personally take action!"
Wu Sicong's face turned extremely ugly. Making his father sell off the family estate and donate everything to charity—wouldn't this turn their wealthy family into paupers overnight?
The Wu Family in Jinling is also a prominent clan with wealth in the billions. How could they sell everything just like that?
He thought of his powerful uncle from the family, and his heart gained a bit of assurance. Displeased, he said, "Crown Prince, making us sell our family estate, this is absolutely impossible. Even if my father agreed, my uncle probably wouldn't agree!"
"Your uncle?" Wei Wuming raised an eyebrow, "Are you talking about Wu Jingtian?"
