Zhao Fu walked up and glanced over the four peerless prodigies as well, but did not pay them much mind. Just as he was about to head for the final floor—
The cold, sinister young man said somewhat displeasedly, "Who are you?"
Zhao Fu halted, turned to look at the sinister young man, and answered indifferently, "What does who I am have to do with you?"
The sinister young man laughed in anger. "A low-ranking disciple like you dares speak to me this way? Do you know what status we hold? Don't think that reaching this place makes you our equal. If you offend us, no one will be able to protect you."
Zhao Fu gave a light laugh. "You four are merely four peerless prodigies within the sect. So what?"
The sinister young man's face darkened. This person knew their identities and still dared speak to them like this—his nerve was far too great. Yet that also showed that his background was anything but simple; otherwise, he would not dare talk to them this way.
The stern young man spoke, "Who exactly are you? You cannot possibly be some low-ranking disciple. I have never heard of any great power secretly nurturing someone."
The beautiful woman also said, "Your identity is suspicious. If you do not explain yourself clearly, then do not blame us."
Zhao Fu chuckled, his gaze filled with contempt. "Oh? So the four of you intend to make a move against me?"
The beautiful woman snorted coldly. "If you do not clearly explain your identity, we will certainly subdue you. And put away that arrogant tone of yours. We are not the people downstairs. If you keep speaking like this, I will kill you."
Zhao Fu laughed domineeringly. "Then hurry up and make your move! One of