Complete the Primitive Accumulation

Fu Gui had watched Fu Mingzhou climb up through layer after layer, and she could not help feeling somewhat uneasy.

Although Fu Ling had repeatedly said that once they boarded Starfire's ship, they were family—that everyone cared about their reputation, and that even if something happened, they would certainly protect them and so on—

for a leader who had come from a barbarian tribe that had still been eating raw meat and drinking blood only a few decades ago, it was difficult for her to hand over her trust so easily.

Fu Gui had heard of Fu Mingzhou. Among the second wave of young cultivators who had rushed over with Starfire, he was highly renowned, and quite a few people supported him in going even further.

That made him an obvious competitor to Fu Ling. By the Zhucheng Clan's old rules, Fu Gui would have uprooted and eliminated such a direct rival at the first opportunity.

Do not let her icy expression fool you—this was already an exceedingly restrained attitude.

Still, with so many people watching, she had to give some face.

After several years, even though she had initially had no intention of accepting it, Fu Gui had more or less come to understand the ideas popular within Starfire, that entity which called itself one great family.

Everyone in Starfire aimed to revive the prosperous society of the past, while striving to ensure that humanity remained upstream. In such difficult times, everyone ought to cooperate wholeheartedly and share resources.

Although Fu Gui deeply doubted how many people could truly achieve that, she still understood the importance of maintaining appearances.

Thus, after Fu Mingzhou's blunt inquiry, she merely turned her head aside and gave no answer.

"Mingzhou, why go this far? Didn't you say before...?"

Fu Mingzhou's sworn brother also