Jia Meng sat motionless, like a statue. He seemed not to hear Jia Meng Fang Wu's words at all, and the atmosphere in the room instantly became awkward.
Jia Meng Fang Wu waited a long while. Seeing that Jia Meng still did not answer, he could only cough lightly to remind him.
"Patriarch, how should we arrange the matter concerning that foreigner?"
Jia Meng Fang Wu deliberately raised his voice, worried that Jia Meng was pretending not to hear him.
"Do you have any ideas about that foreigner?"
Jia Meng hesitated for a moment before asking directly.
"To be honest, I don't have any ideas. After all, I'm not very familiar with him, and I haven't interacted with him much. Heh heh."
Jia Meng Fang Wu laughed dryly. Sweat immediately broke out on his forehead, and the atmosphere in the room grew even more awkward.
Jia Meng Fang Wu's true purpose was obvious.
It was not only Jia Meng Fang Wu. The elders seated there, aside from Jia Meng Fang Wu, who was Jia Meng's trusted aide, were also keeping silent. None of them had any intention of mentioning Jia Meng.
At that moment, Jia Meng Tian Chuan wiped his forehead and opened his mouth. "That foreigner is truly strange. He looks like he doesn't understand anything, and no one knows what he is thinking."
Jia Meng Fang Wu pulled at his beard and remarked, "If things continue this way, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to integrate into the family."
Even Jia Meng, who had once been Jia Meng's trusted guide, had little influence over Jia Meng Fang Wu now, so they had far fewer opportunities to meet.
Since he had been the first to surrender to that person, Jia Meng Fang Wu had lost face. Jia