"Apologize!"
The bone-chilling words left Zhou Fuyou's mouth, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop by several degrees.
His gaze locked firmly onto the youth being fawned over by the crowd like stars surrounding the moon.
Zhou Fuyou knew who he was.
Zhou Yuhao, whose father was a Foundation Establishment True Cultivator.
But the real reason so many people flattered and catered to him lay with his grandfather.
Seven years ago, Zhou Yuhao's grandfather had received personal guidance from the Old Ancestor and broken through to the Golden Core Stage in one stroke. He was now an influential figure within the family.
Because of that, his branch had risen to prominence for a time.
Though Zhou Yuhao was not very old, he had clearly realized from childhood that his family was different. He often swaggered about and threw his weight around.
Frightened by Zhou Fuyou's threat, he instinctively took a step back. But surrounded by his companions, he quickly came to his senses.
What was his status, and what was the status of Zhou Fuyou and his sister?
Why should he be afraid of him?
Zhou Yuhao sneered. "Wasn't I telling the truth? Even if a sickly weakling like her tests positive for a Spirit Root in the future, she probably won't be able to cultivate. Why waste effort here? If you ask me, you should move to Coral Town sooner. At least you could save the family some resources."
As soon as he said that, the surrounding companions began to chime in.
"Yuhao is right!"
"A person should know their own limits. Our Zhou Family doesn't have many resources to begin with. Every resource should be used on the blade's edge. Using them on a sickly weakling like this is simply too wasteful."
"I heard that besides receiving compensation,