"Plotting this? And currying favor with your Zhou Family?"
Xia Ping burst out laughing, loudly.
"Laughing at what, you bastard?"
One of the Zhou Clan disciples said indignantly, "Our Zhou Family is a renowned King Family in the Cloud Sky Realm. Our ancestor is known as King Shangzhou, and our business empire spans more than a hundred human cities, with assets worth trillions of Federal Coins."
"We have countless Martial Masters and more Grandmasters than you can count. We even control a super city, enough to establish a kingdom in the Cloud Sky Realm. Even the Federal Government has to treat our Zhou Family with courtesy."
"Our people are everywhere—in the military, the government, and the business world. We wield immense power. With our Zhou Family's support, an ordinary person could save decades of hard work. The benefits are endless."
"You're an ordinary man with no power or influence. Isn't it perfectly natural that you'd want to curry favor with our Zhou Family?"
He spelled out why Xia Ping would want to curry favor with the Zhou Family.
The other Zhou Clan disciples sneered too. It was true. Though they were making all this up, most people would believe them if they said it aloud.
In the Cloud Sky Realm, especially among ordinary people, very few didn't want to curry favor with their Zhou Family.
"I have a way to prove that I'm not trying to curry favor with your Zhou Family," Xia Ping said calmly.
"Proof? This should be interesting. How do you plan to prove it?" Zhou Hao didn't believe Xia Ping could do such a thing. This was something that couldn't be proven either way.
Xia Ping had already killed those bandits, and there were no witnesses who could prove what had happened. If the Zhou Family