Demonic Sect Spy, the Family Head's Strength!

"Grandfather, I want to find some time to visit Wang Xian'er."

Inside the residence of the Wang Family's First Clan Elder.

A striking young man said to Wang Qiu.

"Hmph, Feng'er, you shameless wretch. You're lusting after her body!"

A sharp glint flashed through Wang Qiu's slightly clouded eyes as he barked.

Upon hearing this.

Wang Qiu's face also reddened as he lowered his head slightly.

Ever since he had first seen Wang Xian'er as a child.

He had been captivated by the young girl's delicate, pretty face!

From that moment on, he had become Wang Xian'er's devoted lapdog.

After learning that Wang Xian'er had been imprisoned in Bone-Eroding Cliff.

Wang Feng had suffered torment in his heart throughout these past days.

Today, after his cultivation broke through to the middle-stage Demigod realm, he finally voiced his thoughts to his grandfather.

"Hmph, she is nothing more than a pretty face.

Feng'er, do not lead yourself astray!

A real man need not fear having no wife!

You must understand that in this martial world where the weak were prey to the strong, only strength is the foundation upon which one stands.

Grandfather will grant you great strength in the future."

Wang Qiu said.

"Grandfather, I understand."

Wang Feng answered seriously.

"Good..."

Wang Qiu's expression softened slightly, but inwardly, he swore that he would get rid of Wang Xian'er.

After all, that woman was a femme fatale.

Now, even his precious grandson had been utterly bewitched by her.

If she truly had schemes of her own.

She might even directly drive a wedge between grandfather and grandson.

To clear away the obstacles on his precious grandson's martial path.

In Wang Qiu's eyes, Wang Xian'er had to die!

This was also something Wang Qiu had to do on his path toward becoming the