About half a summer later, Fu Yong and his son emerged from the high platform. After boarding a small Creator insect vessel, he said to the young man beside him, "Cuo'er, what do you think of this Profound cultivator Zhang?"
Fu Cuo said, "This Profound cultivator Zhang looks rather extraordinary, but what we value is strength. Besides, our army already has Profound cultivator Zuo, whose cultivation and attainments surpass his by who knows how much. Forgive your son's dullness, but why did Father come to invite this man?"
Fu Yong said evenly, "Can't you tell? I did not truly come to invite him. I merely came to show my face and greet him."
Fu Cuo was stunned and asked in confusion, "Why?" Since they had no intention of recruiting him, why come here at all? Was that not an unnecessary move?
Fu Yong said, "Many cultivators are petty-minded people, and their memories happen to be quite good. If you do not come today, he may think you look down on him. If he finds an opportunity later, he might well come looking for trouble with us."
Fu Cuo said proudly, "Our Fu Clan Army has Profound cultivator Zuo holding the fort. What is there to fear?"
Fu Yong shook his head. "Profound cultivator Zuo is Profound cultivator Zuo, and we are we. If we truly clash with a cultivator of the same generation, just wait and see—he may not necessarily stand up for me."
Fu Cuo remained unconvinced. "Father, aren't you overthinking this?"
Fu Yong sighed. "It is good to think more. If one does not think more, how can one walk the road ahead? Though our Fu Clan Army has now replaced the Wei Clan, and though in barely a year we have amassed such formidable prestige, appearing radiant