Zhou Mansion, study room.
"Master, the young master's carriage was tampered with and was left in a small alley.
In the end, the young master went to Sweet Fragrance Restaurant alone and was attacked by two hoodlums. "
The person who spoke was the Zhou Mansion's housekeeper, Old Ma. He was also one of Zhou Dacai's confidants.
"Sweet Fragrance Restaurant again!"
Zhou Dacai rubbed his head. "That little bastard doesn't know how to restrain himself. Is that place really that attractive?!"
There was no way to respond to that. The room fell silent.
After a while, Zhou Dacai asked again, "Was the little bastard injured?"
"No." Old Ma's expression was strange. "Not only was he not injured, he almost killed a hoodlum."
"Ah?" Zhou Dacai looked at Old Ma in shock. "Did I not hear clearly or did you remember incorrectly?"
"Master didn't hear incorrectly. Master Wang personally checked."
There was a middle-aged man sitting in the study room. His face was strong and his eyes were bright. His clothes were bulging with muscles and he looked especially fierce.
This person was the Zhou Family's master, Wang Feng.
Hearing the housekeeper mention him, Wang Feng nodded. "I went to take a look. That person broke five of his ribs. If he isn't treated properly, he won't last a month."
"Hiss ~" Zhou Dacai sucked in a breath of cold air. He didn't think that his chubby son would have such ability.
"Consecrator Wang, is there anything wrong with Fu 'er?" "No, there isn't!"
"No." Wang Feng shook his head. "But I saw the young master practicing a fist technique. It's a fist technique from the underworld called Mountain Breaking Fist."
"Oh?!" Zhou Dacai's eyes lit up. "Do you know who taught it to Fu 'er?"
Old Ma said, "I know a bit about this. Yesterday, the young master met someone called Bai Lang.
He sold two books to the First Young Master. One was the Bronze Armor Technique, and the other was the Mountain Breaking Fist. "
"Bronze Armor Technique and Mountain Breaking Fist?!" Wang Feng was shocked.
Zhou Dacai looked at Wang Feng and asked, "Master Wang, is there something wrong with this?"
"These two techniques seem to be from the Body Refining Hall. However, the Body Refining Hall has been destroyed for over ten years." Wang Feng pondered for a moment before continuing, "Perhaps they are techniques that were passed down from the past."
"Body Refining Hall?" Zhou Dacai repeated. He frowned and asked, "Did something happen?"
"This … More than ten years have passed, so there shouldn't be any problems."
Zhou Dacai pondered for a while before he looked at Wang Feng and said, "Exalted Wang, can I trouble you to take a look at that brat? If possible, please give him some pointers."
"Then this old man will go and see Young Master."
"Thank you."
…
On the other side, Zhou Dacai's younger brother, Zhou Dayun, was also having a headache.
"Were you the one who attacked Zhou Fu?"
Zhou Ji, who had his head lowered, trembled all over. He replied in a small voice, "Yes, Father."
Bang!
Zhou Dayun slammed his palm on the table, causing the teacups to clatter.
"Is your brain full of shit?
That's your cousin!
It's your uncle's eldest son!
It's also our Zhou Clan's Young Master! "
The words' Young Master 'pierced Zhou Ji's heart like a sharp sword. He bit his lips and gripped the corner of his clothes tightly. His fingers were so white that it was frightening.
He was unwilling to accept this!
In his impression, Zhou Fu was just a hedonistic son. He didn't do anything and still had so much money every month.
He, Zhou Ji, was also the Young Master of the Zhou Clan, but his monthly expenses were only 500 taels of silver.
Moreover, since young, no matter what good things were, they were always used by Zhou Fu. Therefore, he hated and was furious!
Based on what?
Based on the fact that Zhou Fu was the Young Master of the Zhou Clan?
Zhou Dayun, who had been staring at Zhou Ji, was furious. Especially when he saw Zhou Ji's appearance, he raised his hand and slapped him.
Pa!
The crisp sound of the slap echoed in the room. The force of the slap sent Zhou Ji to the ground.
"Bastard!
Look at what you've become!
You have a fierce look on your face. Do you want to fight with your own family? "
"Father!"
Zhou Ji, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stood up and stared at Zhou Dayun with red eyes. He held his red and swollen cheek and said in disbelief, "You actually hit me?!"
Zhou Dayun's heart felt stifled at his mournful appearance. He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.
"You've never hit me since I was young. Now, you actually hit me for an outsider!"
Zhou Dayun's heart trembled at his resentful words. Outsider?!
"That's Elder Cousin!
We're connected by blood. How can you say that he's an outsider?! "
"He is an outsider!"
Zhou Ji roared and interrupted Zhou Dayun's words.
"Since young, I was better than Zhou Fu in studies. I was better than him in work. I was better than him in everything!
What right does he have to use better things than me? Everything is better than me!
"You always told me to avoid him and give in to him in everything!
What right does he have?!
Am I, Zhou Ji, not the Young Master of the Zhou Clan?!
I'm clearly better and stronger than him. What right does he have to use the best things and I'm inferior to him?! "
Zhou Dayun looked at his own child in disbelief. He didn't expect Zhou Ji to have such a deep prejudice in his heart.
"You … you've always thought this way?"
"Why can't I think this way?!
Don't tell me I can't even think about it?!
Ah?! "
Zhou Dayun painfully closed his eyes. Two streams of tears flowed down his cheeks. "You're doing this for this reason?!
"Isn't this enough?!
"Fighting with your own family will lead to endless disasters. The Zhou family …"
Seeing that his own father was still protecting the Zhou family in every possible way, Zhou Ji's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. His scalp felt like it was being pulled, and his body became numb.
"F * ck the Zhou family!
That's your Zhou family, not mine! "
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Ji turned and ran.
Looking at Zhou Ji's disappearing figure, Zhou Dayun seemed to have lost all his strength and sat weakly on the chair.
After a long silence, he said in a strange tone, "Child, are you willing to be a father?
After your uncle took over, he used only half a year to control everything in the Zhou family. He even increased the Zhou family's wealth by several times. This ability is not something your father can do.
"Back in Heyang City, the four medicinal herb merchants kept each other in check. Who still remembers them now?"
At this moment, in the study of the Zhou family's First Master and Second Master, a sentence sounded at the same time, "Don't do anything stupid."
…
After returning from Cinnamon Fragrance Brothel, Zhou Fu raised the 《Eternal Spring Energy》 to level ten. The fiery feeling once again tempered his body, causing his wide and fat body to shrink. He could even feel the toughness of his muscles on his arms.
"This feels great. This kind of passive martial arts is still the most comfortable to cultivate. It's strong in the later stages and easy to level up. I can become stronger just by lying down.
It's so great. "After sighing, he turned his gaze to the 《Mountain Breaking Fist》. The pitiful dozen or so points of proficiency were incomparably dazzling. He could even feel his liver trembling.
"Sigh, it's still early. Time to work!"
The sigh turned into a lament. Zhou Fu reluctantly walked to the empty space. He pulled himself together and began the long task of grinding proficiency points.
At the entrance of the courtyard, the Zhou family's consecrator, Wang Feng, stood quietly. He looked at the fat body moving around in the courtyard and sighed with emotion.
As time passed, he saw Zhou Fu's other shining points. He could endure hardships and endure loneliness. These were qualities that all experts must have.
"What a good child. It's a pity that he's a little old. Otherwise, if he was sent to … His achievements would be limitless. What a pity, what a pity …"