Fu Yan's face struggled to maintain composure under the extremely unpleasant words of Ling Tianyu; he had ordered his own son to invite someone over. According to what was said, this wasn't an invitation at all, but a coerced presence, through which the Fu Family's reputation had been utterly tarnished.
For a top-notch hidden world family to lack such manners was embarrassing. Where could they possibly place their face? It was a truly disgraceful spectacle.
"I am truly sorry; it was my lack of discipline. My family will compensate for all losses," Fu Yan said, his temper apparently quite good, at least not like Sun Hui who would lash out without distinguishing right from wrong, even acting unreasonably.
"I'm afraid you can't afford it," Ling Tianyu retorted with a cold laugh. His mastery of formations was definitely not low; even if he had never estimated it, he knew it was substantial. He didn't believe the Fu Family had an Array Master.
