"You shouldn't have stopped me. How are we supposed to explain this when we get back? Your grandfather gave us strict orders. We absolutely have to bring him back!" As Zhou Fan's group disappeared into the distance, Zhao Yinghu turned to Zhao Yu.
"Uncle, can't you use your head for once? Who are we talking about here? This is the Young Master of the Zhou Family! You know the family's situation right now. The Second Young Master can't keep things under control. The Old Master and my grandfather are waiting for the Young Master to come back so they can groom him to be the next Clan Leader!"
"My grandfather *did* tell you to bring him back no matter what, but the Young Master doesn't want to go. What could you do? You weren't really thinking of using force, were you? Believe me, if you had dared to make a move—setting aside whether you're even a match for the Young Master—once you got back to the Zhou Family, my grandfather, your father, would have skinned you alive!"
