C896 It Was Passed down to Little Fatty Wang

"You are thinking too much. You are not suitable to be the Sect Chief of Ink Sect!" Lee Mo said.

Wang Xiaopang suddenly became like a balloon that had been released. He became listless. Then he scratched his head and smiled, "That's more like it. Like I said, how can I bear the burden of the Ink Sect? Although I, Wang Xiaopang, am fat